I'm always bored This hopeless horde has never moved from its spot They look like a blot of ink on a shirt You could've called me more You were on the same floor, but you passed me or keeping your distance (I) Could not lead you by the hand Occult lore is an eyesore That is the same thing as mute resistance You shall not enter that land I'll just go away and figure it out I've been trying to figure out what I should have done, and I've been failing It was more of a disappointment than a failure I don't like working though it's also true that I have to work We don't all see things the same way What do you like? Let's start with what I think is already too late I'm always bored This hopeless horde has never moved from its spot They look like a blot of ink on a shirt You could've called me more You were on the same floor, but you passed me or keeping your distance (I) Could not lead you by the hand Occult lore is an eyesore That is the same thing as mute resistance You shall not enter that land I'll just go away and figure it out ‘cuz we have to keep changing What will be the strength for us? Singing what happened to us openly We will go our own way