Sadly I cavil and carp  At your passion to prove yourself  When I'll be right behind you.  Break your heart for celebration  Like a champagne glass-like dehydration  We've got you dialed.    Concentrate  Keep the party's opinion  I'm too late when I make my decision  If the subject drops when your heart stops  I'll take a shortcut to killing you quicker than we're settling for.    Gladly I open my ears as you beg us to choose your self  Since summer we've tried to, mind you.   Take a part our guns and ammunition  So that you could take part in the exhibition  Of which you design.     If upon the retinue he builds up n' out.  Creates a livestock-like love in ground  6 deep.  We tore the town in two and it feels exciting.  To go from black to bones this fast   Is change that's worth fighting for.    Everything and everyone that used to seem exciting.  Enlightening too many events (forsigh) for citing.