Thoughts via lyrics. 3-7-11
A letter to me from a less sane version of my own self.
Sourced via audio.
Paranoia is haunting you
And all these dirty looks they are right on cue
Your full up to the brim with that he said she said trash
You exist behind you're keyboard and then you're gone in a flash
Ten bucks says you don’t have it in you
To conquer fear and quit believing what they tell you to
You are careening shamelessly into oblivion
Where you will live alone with your chemicals and gin
I’m utterly disgusted with the path you trek
As inebriated as you can get off you're latest paycheck
I am at a loss for words here
I hate to break this to you but being a coward is not a legitimate career
Sourced via audio.
Paranoia is haunting you
And all these dirty looks they are right on cue
Your full up to the brim with that he said she said trash
You exist behind you're keyboard and then you're gone in a flash
Ten bucks says you don’t have it in you
To conquer fear and quit believing what they tell you to
You are careening shamelessly into oblivion
Where you will live alone with your chemicals and gin
I’m utterly disgusted with the path you trek
As inebriated as you can get off you're latest paycheck
I am at a loss for words here
I hate to break this to you but being a coward is not a legitimate career