Текст песни I Am Not a Goal-Oriented Person - Whores.

All the girls are professional by design.
All the men are dogs.
I've been plotting my escape.
Release. Stand down. Withdraw.

I know. I've got that feeling too.
What goals? I'm old. Yeah. Right.

My curious hands made plans for the future.
Now my sad eyes only see the past.
It's a little-known fact that I made a pact
To never, ever let anything last.

I saw you running. I felt your burning hand.
Now I realize. Now I understand.