To get across the sense of impending doom And i am seventeen pages through this notebook now and there are a little more than pictures of how i see you in an x-ray machine That's more like a television screen And you're in a rut, and i know that you know what i mean and then the realization hits that not even two (insert words here) could save us now. What are those words, i don't feel like looking it up and you get bonus points if you know this song.
