A right turn gone wrong Nothing but the dust left to fill your lungs up Have to choke and choke and choke Reprecussion, what got us this form Facilitation for feeling listless Reprecussion, what got us this form Facilitation for feeling listless The son sits out in the sun And that's when he calls 'father' He realized a long time ago He's never coming home, no Reprecussion, what got us this form Facilitation for feeling listless
