Fiction Friction - Unwound

It’s a shattered day all around

It’s a shattered day in our town,

Seems wrong,

It’s a saturnday all the time

It’s a saturnday once again,

Nice time.

It’s another day down the drain

It’s another day just the same,

So what,

It’s a stupid day on this day

It’s a stupid day everyday,

Good bye

You’d make great fiction, you make great friction.

You’d make great fiction, you make great friction.

So it’s history, you can count me out, it’s not apathy, it’s incomplete

You’d make great fiction, you make great friction.

You’d make great fiction, you make great friction.

Flying in the mainstream, second third time not a dream, and a crown don’t mean

a thing, when it’s made of pain.

You’d make great fiction, you make great friction.

You’d make great fiction, you make great friction.

I’m not the king of pain, put it down the drain, shame it’s not obvoius,

i’m not a prodigy.