Guilt Trip lyrics

I'm going on a guilt trip

I don't know where I'll go

But I know when I get there

The story line I know

Don't know what to pack

The tolls, they are always high

The route is direct and dirty

The price of time to deny

There is no destination

Nor attractions to be seen

Only inuendos and frustration

Just repulsions in this scheme

The anticipation of degradation

Trials and toils, patience dread

The hours drag on, and on

All wishing you were dead