overheard your conversation. tonight i'm not satisfied sitting here i realize that i always think i'm right so it's over for all of you my scenery is lakes and trees i just can't keep all concrete i've fallen for this metal and i love this handle so it's over for all of you two round holes cut into this fabric and i will slide it over my head i'll chase you for all hours i never see you make the effort to chase me now your final place is this lake stare at me now on your way down