i spent last night drinking
now i'm back to... what's normal life, anyway?
is it being in a boat constantly sinking
is it not knowing how to dive, not knowing how to pray?
i'll be all day reading a book tomorrow
a book i don't even like
should then i be overcome w/ some kind of sorrow?
for my principles that's very unlike...
why do i have to read this book
how's it any better than the dictionary
which is a word of a difficult rhyme to cook...
why should i be turned into a factionary?
love shouldn't ever be forsaken
it'd be practically a forsook life
i walk around ready to be taken
and i carry no damned pocket knife
i lost it somewhere.
::: back :::