Outline of a story-board with no idea

Head first in the shallow end

I apologize if I do not care

Busy hands keep swimming they don't like swallowing

To the abstract motor gotta make that motor hum gotta make it run

Forward seems like forever when ever is hand over hand over hand

The busy hands keeps swimming gotta make that motor hum

Get it over and done

So much for autographs, so much for apologies

So much for the promises I never intended to keep

How does it all add up? How does this story end?

I can't let go, I can't pretend

Very I'm so friendly, very I'm so Halloween

So this is what I wanted

Gotta keep those channels clean and other sobering themes

I'm drowning by numbers my halo is bent it's a fat fucking lie

And so the abstract motor gives in

It says, at least I tried, at least I tried

So much for autographs, so much for apologies

So much for the promises I never intended to keep

How does it all add up? How does this story end?

I can't let go, I can't pretend

I can't let go, I can't pretend