doesn't know what to believe
i kind of want to die, this whole thing is starting to make no sense at all
i look down
i look up
i look left
i look right
run in circles
with no wagged tail
there's no escape
no way to bail
the pressure on my skull must be at an all time high
knowing i'm not there
knowing i'm not your sky
(shut up i know this one was obvious, didn't think too much about it)
another negative, i have no one to go to g-ville with me
positive, driving, cigarettes, and espresso truffles are relaxing