When I say it what I really mean is shame on me
For expecting you not to follow human rules
Expectation is a killer and a grave robber too
Hope is the champion of the futures past fools
Expectation is a killer and a grave robber too
Hope is the champion of the futures past fools
Your bar drops and mine goes down too
Begging for scraps shouldn’t be what we do
My faults are deeper my head is weaker my talk is cheaper my dirt is freakier than you
My knives are cleaner my guns are steel-er my thoughts are weirder my mind is sneakier than you knew
Expectation is a killer and a grave robber too
Hope is the champion of the futures past fools
Expectation is a killer and a grave robber too
Hope is the champion of the futures past fools