Modern Gothic

Who's gonna take it away from him
And it's gonna run right into him
Drowning in lakes of alcohol
Addles in what he's floating in

He's dark and he's old but he's so young
He tries to be what he's running from
End up just like everyone
Egomania from the sun

Dumb and unfun and I'm vain and I'm lame and I fucking hate it
Done and outrun and I'm vain and vile and I fucking hate it
Dumb and unfun and I'm vain and I'm lame and I fucking hate it
Done and outrun and I'm vain and vile and I fucking hate it

We'll find a way to make a net
Up in this castle hating guilt
Holds a shotgun, hopes and dreams
All of this pain that he has dealt

He bored and he's skinning to the bone
Malnourished and full of doctor lungs(?)
A flower is sprout from his head
Help your seed until they've bred

Dumb and unfun and I'm vain and I'm lame and I fucking hate it
Done and outrun and I'm vain and vile and I fucking hate it
Dumb and unfun and I'm vain and I'm lame and I fucking hate it
Done and outrun and I'm vain and vile and I fucking hate it
Dumb and unfun and I'm vain and I'm lame and I fucking hate it
Done and outrun and I'm vain and vile and I fucking hate it
Dumb and unfun and I'm vain and I'm lame and I fucking hate it
Done and outrun and I'm vain and vile and I fucking hate it

Fucking hate it
I fucking hate it
Fucking hate it
I fucking hate it
Fucking hate it
I fucking hate it
Fucking hate it
I fucking hate it