Man of the Year (Tree City Sessions)

Eyes down, don't you gaze on others, pay no mind to hopeful lovers Promise to be faithful when you go Don't be alarmed to discover, siren songs can pull you under Promise to be faithful when you go On the seas of mass temptation, keep your course of moderation Promise to be faithful when you go And if you prove a lying coward, feel the wrath of higher powers Promise to be faithful when you go, go, go, go Go, go, go, go, go Fade Writhe, crash, peel I'm feeling it, the feel of it, the wheel can turn, the wick is lit I feel like something, before I feel like nothing Crawling through the clouds that morph into mouths Agree to be swallowed, ignore being hollowed out Facilitate the power trip, I like to watch you deal with it Savor every little bit of knowledge you obtain Don't you hurt me again Pride, feed me pride, I'm fiending My mind and my body won't be able to take the pain You can never ever diss on this dick, you can barely even write this shit I'd rather you were dead More, give it more conejo Than lying, cheating, draining my patience away Eyes down, don't you gaze on others, pay no mind to vicious lovers I think you're perfect, I'm worth it Yeah, I deserve to be a servant When you go, go, go, go Act so blind to rediscover, siren songs can pull you under I think you're perfect, I'm worth it Yeah, I deserve to be a servant When you go, go, go, go, go Say I'm worth it, I'm your person So well-versed in, I'll immerse in you Filled with regret, alone in the end Barely a man, I ran from every decision Not about to justify, don't sympathize with my meltdown Not about to justify, don't sympathize with my meltdown I don't need a friend, I'd rather keep it all to myself now 'Cause it's hard enough to follow up the fees of my self-doubt I had it all in the palm of my hand Don't have the time to start over again I had it all in the palm of my hand Ran out of time, now it's over Dive through the heart of a demon (Again) Shine a light on my kingdom portrait (Oh-oh-oh) Fly straight over the pieces of you Suck sludge straight through the straw, I need you (Again) Fade Fade (Again) Fade Fade, fade into the grave