When its time to leave this place
Ill follow what comes easy
Elude the human race
Discover what still feeds me
And if my interest is waning
I cant fake it
Your captive audience
Escaped for "soul renovation"
I know I might be wrong
But Im sick of pretending
Ive listened to you too long
And nothings ever mended
You can stretch the truth
And patience wears you so thin
Its just as easy to see through
Your high self opinion