Here amongst the afterbloom
Conscience covers me with doom
Sitting here with nothing much to do
I will seperate myself
Light another cigarette
Inky wounds aching in my chest
I am no less than self-obsessed
I always come as second best
I never wanted to be scared
But all I have is trapped and dead
When we reach a fitting end
The epilogues had hung themselves
The scars are in the bedsheets for you to see
She asks me why I love beauty
Through ugly eyes call me unclean
Winter nights closing in again
I am no less than self-obsessed
I always come as second best
I never wanted to be scared
But all I have is trapped and dead
I am no less than self-obsessed
I always come as second best
I never wanted to be scared
I never wanted to be scared
Scared
She said life's made me paranoid
I shrug my shoulders kill her pride
Sometimes
It's all that we can do