Imbecile Rages - Of Montreal

Your folks they are
Such lovely people
I can't understand
Where you came from

How long can it possibly take for
One to realize
That the dream is over
How many more nights
Must you just humiliate yourself?

The pollution from your imbecile rages
Is licking at your heels
Plotting red streaks across the desert of my eyes
I have no hope for you anymore
Oh

When you said to my woman at the show
That we were just desperately breathing life into a deadghost
Do you really think these things you say
They won't get back to me

I guess you feel like you got this lifetime pass
And you can be a dick and
It doesn't matter
But I'm through, yeah, I'm set free
And basically you're just dead to me

The pollution from your imbecile rages
Is licking at your heels
Plotting red streaks across the desert of my eyes
I have no hope for you anymore!