Sustain - Swingin Utters

I can’t believe the things you say to me are so boring

I can’t believe everything you do to me is done sober

I can’t obtain a sense of patience, and I can’t ordain you as my patient

But you chew away at all my nerves like I’m your servant

I can’t sustain it

I sit alone and with the others and I blame you talk of your mother

And the senseless way she must have raised you

I can’t let go of this insanity can’t blow you off

Like a dead leaf on a tree you stick around, I hope you get yours soon

I can’t sustain it