Remnants from Magnum Grampus by Grampfather

I change my state of mind
like I change the station
on the radio
when there’s no good shit on,
on and on and on.

Here we go through the rigmarole.
Oh no, over and over and over again.

Here we go through the rigmarole.
Oh no, over and over and over and over
and over and over. . .

Again, I lost a friend.
All extremes burn out in the end.
Yes, it’s really asking too much
for you to love me forever and ever
when we know it’s never enough.

Well, I don’t--
no, we don’t wanna settle,
‘cause we won’t
ever let it test our mettle.

Used to fall for that sweet old lie
that someone would love me all of the time.
Well, I thought our love would never die
but I was in denial so I taxidermized it
and put it on a shelf in a big empty room
collecting the dust, the remnants of me and you
dissipating in thin air and passing through
the half-cracked window in our big empty room.

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