There?s something crazy, something strange about the way Im lazy
and how I go about giving my time and how I reason. Do all my
problems have to do with how I reason? Dont feel bad if you
havent figured out cause im not mad there?s really no need to
shout. There?s really no way you could have estimated that you
would ever in your life be so frustrated.
If you know what was good for you you?d lock me up throw away the
key. You dont need me no you never will. You never did as far as
I can tell.
Should I wake up and explain myself to you? Or should I not care
and sleep the whole day through? Finding the sense in everything
is like going through my head to find a diamond ring. Living day
by day is all that I can say. Something someone to believe in
might be the other way. We cant know for sure until we open the
door. Inherent choices, choices I cant take anymore.
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