I hear you're still living as an emotional vagrant
With bright red vacancy signs blaring in your eyes
Well my heart might be shot, but at least I've still got one
Maybe you should try meditating on your wrongs
I do it all the time and it really helps me calm the urge
To desert my woes
Cause if I did, who knows
What awaits behind the gates of this limbo
It must be hard to stay ahead of such deadly apathy
When you become bored so easily
And every new fixation feels like it'll fix everything
But you're always finding new ways to feel defective
Is your failure to connect just your way of protecting yourself?
When your attention starts to wear
You just can't bring yourself to care
But in time you're gonna find yourself
Ensnared by your own self-absorption
Can't seem to hang onto a decent mood
They pass right through you and then fade like a dream
Leaving only hypnopompic howls
To follow you around all day
And they don't go away, they just gnaw at you
Until the next soft-hearted sucker comes your way
