and i'm already so far away....
we move a mile a minute, just to keep ourselfs in it - if u werent here, everything would just go on away, thast waht you learn, but why do you stay? when this city life is draggin' us down - don't push me, dont push me anyway, i can barely face the day.
so here i sit, alone and uninspired. my thoughts run aimlessly as each one propells a new ignition. i can see it, but i'm so far below it. i dont wanna talk about it, i see why not, i dont want to think about it. theres got to be some kinda reasoning. nothingness fills each void - i can feel you, yes i can. what about that dont you understand? i sense you, something sensual, but its less than i'd planned. you're tryin' to find a reason for the way you feel tonight, you're mind is linedf with layers of lint, have you heard just one thing i've said?? dont really wanna talk about it, dont wanna think about it -
i cant hold out, i dont care offending the worlds decending. i know its way too short ,, it rarely last too long, i just found the floor, but when i look down its gone. this is the way it should be, ive never had the propensitiy to live work and die, buyt as for me, dont worry. seems like today i'm lookin back, maybe tomorrow i can see further than my little head allows me to, i'll be cursiin, then i'll crack.... i wanna waste time, walk the line from my B rutine to something else. it rarely last too long....
whatever is whatever, right?
time to roll a phillie -- i'm sure i'll have a giggily responce afterword.
"i wrote this all down so u could contemplate, at a latter date "
so here i sit, alone and uninspired. my thoughts run aimlessly as each one propells a new ignition. i can see it, but i'm so far below it. i dont wanna talk about it, i see why not, i dont want to think about it. theres got to be some kinda reasoning. nothingness fills each void - i can feel you, yes i can. what about that dont you understand? i sense you, something sensual, but its less than i'd planned. you're tryin' to find a reason for the way you feel tonight, you're mind is linedf with layers of lint, have you heard just one thing i've said?? dont really wanna talk about it, dont wanna think about it -
i cant hold out, i dont care offending the worlds decending. i know its way too short ,, it rarely last too long, i just found the floor, but when i look down its gone. this is the way it should be, ive never had the propensitiy to live work and die, buyt as for me, dont worry. seems like today i'm lookin back, maybe tomorrow i can see further than my little head allows me to, i'll be cursiin, then i'll crack.... i wanna waste time, walk the line from my B rutine to something else. it rarely last too long....
whatever is whatever, right?
time to roll a phillie -- i'm sure i'll have a giggily responce afterword.
"i wrote this all down so u could contemplate, at a latter date "