Empty Beds Salt Lake City Greyhound Station Lyrics

I am aware of my own hypocrisy and I feel no need for me
Where are friends that claim devotion, that speak in tongues?
I am a breathing time machine, just pushing feelings out of my mouth

You aren't new, you're just sad. laying around all day
It's not because of the friends you have or the things they say

A genuine experience is not the same as self destruction
A never ending conspiracy of self appreciation You contest a law you are found hopeful
You make amends only to suspend your reason and make sense of passer by blank stares

Another half spent event with nothing to hold on to
No remedy no shocking truth

I hold myself up to a candle
Open flame, broad shape contest
You are over indulgent and you are self deficient
You are a glimmer of smoke and you are an under achiever