the greatest formula to sumthing

a full serving of oblivion to start the day
its more of a recipe than a formula
when you're done, you get to enjoy the
sumptuous taste of revenge and a little bit of hate
a pinch of desperation when you need to break the stone
a little bit of ecstasy to show that you're high
to call the shots, and of course, a little key
of booze to make you so sick that you would
want to throw up the bitter memory - that is love.

however, the most important thing is to have a girl
and a boy. make sure they love each other or else this
would not make any sense. you plant a seed of vendetta
and soon you'll see it blossom into a single.

the phone never rang

just the night before,
the phone never rang
out of pure hope
i wait by the tick of the second
seemingly wishful for a sign of relief
but when the last sounds of the night fell
your voice was never to be heard again.

just the night before,
the phone never rang,
and here i lay, still dreaming of that
shattering sound that'll break through the silence.
and the moment i woke up it was just nothing
all along i thought it just passed by
all along i thought you forgotten
all along i thought we were still together

just the night before i told you that it was over
the phone never rang.
just the night before,
the phone never rang.