tear it apart, tearing, tearing, tear apart
god i saw how awful what was really happening and about to happen to me and man let's pull out of it fast, and talk sanely with everyone possible and do everything right, and let me out- the others with me, we'll look out the windows and the things they'll say, they'll make me see the preciousness of being out and on the street, the sun, we can see ships, out and FREE to roam around, how great it really is and how we never really appreciate it all glum inside our worries and skins, like fools really, or blind detestable children pouting because...they...can't get...all...the...candy...they want.