Nothing, Thank You - Colossal

You know, you look so bored

Permission granted, what I took you for

A ride, an open door

Elbow deep in intentions and omnivores

A toast to what was lost

The mark from your choker an albatross

The time and hurt embossed

Elbow deep in investments, forget the cost

No thanks, I’ll pass

I’ve conditioned myself not to ask

No thanks I’m spent

Conditions came and went

I’m still 100 percent

Convictions came and went

I’m still 100 percent

All I know is this time they opened the door, at last I’d arrived

Now everyone tells me not to go

All I know is this time it’s as if I narrowly survived

Keep repeating these lines

Brace yourself