Stupid ******* ****, eats my ****, I'm so sick of it.
How everyone complains how the end is near but
To me they're all just victims who don't know how to deal with the
Here and now
The lost and found
It's that tiny little difference that makes it all worth while
Do you learn from the mistakes that your convictions dictate?
The inevitable errors that you're bound to make
Who's to blame for everything that is not the same
Which are only familiar habits that have stuck in our brain
To align
The planets in a way we see fit
And that's just fine
But baby, it still eats my ****