Empty out my garbage- take out my trash

[glowfreak]

Those lazy days of summer
When the sun's heat radiates from your skin
and the rains humidity melts any trace of make up

Here I am, again and again and again
Pondering, as always, the meaning of this
this life, this being, this conundrum
I know purpose is easy to find
But I don't want something cheap or easy
I can't deal with only the black and white
I want to be moved
I want to be moving
(What I'd really like is for everyone to stop moving away!)
Shit is crazy
and hey, thats how I like it
The truth probably won't set anyone free
but hey, thats what im dishing out

So take what you can get
to feed your hungry soul
Then take a chance-take a stab- take a hit
and gabble, kill(not people Mr.Bush) or smoke
in order to learn something about
this life, this being, this conundrum