ZKKRYMRNO - Now, a Question of Etiquette Lyrics

These idle hands are ambidextrous
Yet still can't act on fresh lust
I'm dying to feel the sensation
Of love rather than frustration

Lay me down and pour me out
make the repairs I need
My tired eyes only see demise
Behind my eyelids while I sleep

I see them all, in the back of my head
Paranoia, attempting death
Megaphone, plaguing my home
With words screaming of hungry black holes

Lay me down and pour me out
make the repairs I need
My tired eyes only see demise
Behind my eyelids while I sleep
Feed me pills and get your fill
Of pretending to be in love
Leave me be, and smother me
In pillows filled with rust
Give me shots to clean it up
And help me melt away
Your bloody nose and lack of control
Will always stay the same
Play the songs that sing along
With the world in reverse
So maybe I will be paralyzed
Enough to stop the hurt