Can't you tell I'm dead tired?
No ideas in her head, gone and flushed away - with all those few remains, I've managed myself.
Think of it as depressing maybe even shocking
but I can surely bet: You must feel the same.
Been ages now (just a few years but in my heart time lasts so much more)
Done with the idiotic self absorbed mindless consuming asswholes, oh wait I'm one of them.
If I could puke on you trust me I would,
literally and idealisticly. Really.
But my heart is too kind to take you as a gag, told you I'm egocentric.
Lately I've been told there is a use to all this, the pure way sure could be THE way
I can believe in that. Any case it sure is a pretty lie...
Maybe it's just straight forward propaganda anti drug abuse,
sure I can call it propaganda, it's (in this case) positive brain wash towards a lifestyle
and there could be some political/monetary suit behind it,
of whom I don't know shit of.
Anyway, don't mind this, I don't mind this
what bothers me right now is much more deeper
or at least I suspect it is.
I been tired! I been tired! Heck, I've been tired.
P-L-E-A-S-E, let's make it past tense
cuz I'm done.
Pity, useless responsability, mixed morals
Lack of search.
I need to care,
need to try,
give it a try, at least this once.
What have I got to loose? If it actually means nothing I can always go back to not caring.
The only question is, when is it too soon to quit?
Gonna start with the superficial part in my self,
a healthy core wont soar.
cuz yeah man,
T-I-R-E-D spells it.
Been asking for the sooner dead, guess what? This is it.
Kill my fears
Kill my dependency
Kiss kiss kill kill.
Can I spit this out?
