Jul 18, 2006 00:16
days drag on, they pass so slow
which way do I turn, where do I go?
what's the point? I've got no clue
what am I supposed to do?
the outcome - it's hard to tell
but my motivation's gone to hell
I'll beg and plead but be the first to confess
that it's me who put myself in this mess
rise up, fall back down
do it again without a sound
bruised and battered but on my feet
trying to end this losing streak
it's not working, I'm giving up
all done caring, I don't give a fuck