Pessimist, Narcissist
John Kawaguchi
Pessimist, Narcissist I just want to stop this shit
Lyricist, don't ever fucking call me it
Can't resist the urge to not exist, no you cannot assist
Bloody tears all falling down her lips
If I could only find the right words
If I could only find the right words
Waiting for you to take this dance
This is an unusual romance
Waiting for you to take my hand
Baby this could be your only chance
Sitting by a broken tree stop this senseless poetry
What's going on with me
I can't seem to make amends with things
I can't seem to get my head on straight
Waiting for you to take this dance
This is an unusual romance
Waiting for you to take my hand
Baby this could be your only chance