I don’t know what to do
I don’t know what I can do
It doesn’t matter, I don’t care
I can no longer dare
To give a **** about my
Future plans, as the
Sands of time prepare to
Drop a deadline on my head
The shattered glass stabbing
Me as I lay in bed
Attempting to sleep
Attempting to keep
My mind together
This time.

Whenever it sorts itself out
(cos I can’t try any more)
I shall scream with open joy
I sing from my very core

That I’m happy

***** in your court world.