Hope You've Given Up
You caught it anyway, despite your attempts
At being better than anyone at building a fence
Now your xenomegaphonia has tied you up
And all the air inside the room has given up
And gone back up to the stars
Now you're the disease that you sought to serve
Everyone is running from you and your boomerang curve
Sitting on a lawn chair, dreaming of god
All the air inside your heart has given up
And gone back up to the stars
Hope you've given up
Have you given up? Hope you've given up
Writer/s: Scotty Houston
