Lessons in Crime - Humour Me

This is the end of another grey cutaway
I wanna be the sagest colour
Another noise in an all new break through
And so we'll break it all the way in
Ever-eternal edge glue
Semi-immortal, he comes for you
And it’s never-ending, portrait, analog
On piles and piles of unused tools to scrape off the excess from the human heart
Having a bad sense of humour only happens in pain
So please don't stay inside circles where you know you’re still sane
There is a collar on me, don't let me out and play
You've got a bad sense of humour and a face with no name
Who needs to be always happy?
Always agree, always easy
We are the backbone inside what they can do
They put me out on an under-par seminar
On how to be the sagest colour
And when the boys get a little bit sick of it
They'll wanna break it all the way in
Pictures of where we sidestep
Dead on the doorstep, call that lazy
And a never-halting creature in the fog
On piles and piles of books which read
His hamartia got him good, always in a fix
And when he's feeling like stealing, he's got a rope 'round his wrist
And he said, "hey now, here we go, live life in prison"
You've gotta learn what you like and take it with a grain of salt in your wounds
Oh, it takes one to know, uh oh
Having a bad sense of humour only happens in pain
So please don't stay inside circles where you know you’re still sane
There is a collar on me, don't let me out and play
You've got a bad sense of humour and a face with no name
How can we both go down with you by my side?
Walking out now and I can feel the world is waiting on an answer
Laugh when the sun goes down
Even with no light, pick it all up and use it
Make it worth the life of misadventure
And just like the flesh of the black knight: scratched up but pale
That's like a match made black and white
Humanity's here and right now, weakness in how
Having a bad sense of humour only happens in pain
So please don't stay inside circles where you know you’re still sane
There is a collar on me, don't let me out and play
You've got a bad sense of humour and a face with no name

Written by:
Liam Schwisberg

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