Bad Business

ive got drawers of photographs that died at birth
and stacks of abandoned drawings
solitaire across from unread books
the piles grow but still i sleep
dream through the motions
the same
why this house is never clean
all things considered im the only one here
i can only do what ive always been told
all i need is some time
now is the time to drive thhis last nail into the coffin
bury this shit into the ground so i can fucking move on...
the end
[ Journey To The Center Of The Earth Lyrics ]