May 23, 2004 22:49
"i swear to god, i'll pistol whip the next person that says shananagins!
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hey farva....whats the name of that restaurant you like, with all the goofy shit on the walls and mozzarella sticks?
you mean shananagins? your talkin about shananagins, right?
i smoke to much reefer. fuck that, i dont smoke enough. wait no, i take that back.
...And if I did have a choice
I'd never want to live forever
Just let me have a voice so I can make my points
I can't imagine running a race with no finish line
Just let me keep my pace and make to most of my time
I love giving but I'm bad at receiving
The truth is, I'd prefer to be the one bleeding
But I'm a paranoid that stays between play and work
Cautious and aware, 'cause I'm afraid of being hurt
Which brings me to the issue
And that would be this:
How often must I ask myself why I exist?
I feel like a freak, this world is a circus
Just trying to find myself as well as my purpose...