Lyrics
Here comes the hardest par
TWhen you've had your turn, but missed your part
And you finish falling silent
And you finish blank. What a useless gift
Put into art what you can't express
A sad remark on a common misconception, only lack of ability
On your way down, picture all the grief that's feeding into this
On your way down, put together all past failings in your head
You're late to believe you had a chance at this
Hard to believe you never once considered making connections
Stepping out of line
Chasing down burning desires
Middle class feelings never felt so good
Living with the lights out
Beat yourself black and blue
But it is your obligation to express gratitude
All those options, dead ends, and good lives wait for you