the queer, the strange, the walking live
in a world full of regret
of "why me's"
and "shouldn'ts" and "wouldn'ts"
but "still did".
They take one step ahead of the next
tripping on untied shoelaces
and ****.
I hear its like too much coffee
on an empty stomach
without taking a shower
for several days.
But you can't ever get enough,
Probably cause it numbs
those insides which feel too much pain.
But we got other pill pops
and nose blows
or smoked smokes
to drink away our dilated pupils.
We keep searching for that light
to wash out that we call sins.
In the east they call it karma,
Welcome to the land that doesn't care.
We got our own problems
problems which we make ourselves scared.
"Idiot"
and "if only"
but you can't go back, man.
No there's no going back.
So you spent your money,
and you never loved,
So you quit your job,
and you don't know what to do,
well neither do I.
One step forward,
maybe I'll tie my shoes tonight.