Breathing 
Your normal nico-teenager 
Learning less of lessons 
Every time he talks 
Now it seems 
I care more about caring less 
Writing what meant what 
And asking not 
Is your autumn attic full? 
Am I your automatic fool? 
Singing His life in swinging mind 
Wanting more of morning glory 
After sleeping in 
Now it seems 
I care more about caring less 
Then I was used to (less than I used to) 
Then I used you 
Is your autumn attic full? 
Am I your automatic fool? 
Sundown Two to go 
The player and the role 
Sundown Two to go 
The prayer and the soul 
Sundown Two to go 
I've seen the scene 
And its nothing but its shows 
Verdict guilty : 
Grand theft autumn.