Attention to all passengers Be ready for anything that will come And settle down Product of insanity We're probably find it hard to believe Product of miscalculations We don't feel enough We won't feel enough I see you drown in your own crooked mind I see you trying to fix all things you see broken Strangers believe me you won't Find any good you can salvage, nothing but wounds Fuck everything that you trying to mend, just to see if it might be fixed fixed Confusion might haunt you, Untill you step back and see Compliments won't be enough Get disolve with your mind And torturous affection Bring us the worst, confined Till the angel of death laugh I see you drown in your own crooked mind I see you trying to fix all things you see broken Strangers believe me you won't Find any good you can salvage, nothing but wounds Fuck everything that you trying to mend, just to see if it might be fixed fixed Confusion might haunt you, Untill you step back and see Compliments won't be enough Love song are bullshits Love won't guide you anywhere But your ego will bring you somewhere Somewhere like hell you do love to live You're my precious piece of shit