You know, as much as I can Rant and Rave about how much I hate ***, I don't hate it with you.
Something about that night, and the next, really changed me.

I realize that it wasn't *** that I hate, it was the lack of meaning behind it.
I love you, and I know that I love you, I have loved you for years, and that made it worth something.

Spending those two very short nights with you, and that one very short morning changed my life.

I realized there's still a connection to this world that I can achieve, existential boredom hasn't gripped me entirely.
I can still find passion in this world, and something to fight for, and something to create art for.

I have reasons to not throw a bullet through my brain, and every day tastes
a little bit sweeter
knowing that you, people like you, and things that make me feel like I feel when I'm with you, exist.
So bring out the passion, let it flow through our veins, and grab Life by the Lemons(horns).

Because there's nothing stopping me now.

I'm going to take what I want to take, and by God, nothing is going to stop me.
There's passion in the world, and I am going to find it.