Текст песни KAIZO BLUNDER - Kaizo Slumber

I hate the taste
Of mediocrity
The bitter smell of burning plastic
The flaming out of another shitty lounge act

I just can't fizzle out
My ego wouldn't handle it well
I poured my blood into the sound
But what if my blood isn't good enough to sell

I'd hate to be
A passing novelty
My art phoned-in
A 'what could've been'
Flavour of the month
A master of none
One hit wonder
Another fucking blunder

Chew me up and spit me out
Stick the remains under the table
Dried up and forgotten about
A truly stupid and humiliating end

I won't let you drown me out
My ego wouldn't handle it well
I poured my blood into the sound
But what if my blood isn't good enough to sell

I'd hate to be
A passing novelty
My art phoned-in
A 'what could've been'
Flavour of the month
A master of none
One hit wonder
Another fucking blunder

I'd hate to be
A passing novelty
My art phoned-in
A 'what could've been'
Flavour of the month
A master of none
One hit wonder
Another fucking blunder

No one's ever dreamed of
Typing at a desk
No one's ever dreamed of
Being twelfth best
No one's ever dreamed of
Rotting in their nest
No one's ever dreamed of
Being thirty-eighth best

No one's ever dreamed of
Typing at a desk
No one's ever dreamed of
Being twelfth best
No one's ever dreamed of
Rotting in their nest
No one's ever dreamed of
Being thirty-eighth best