So Im just sitting here, waiting to evolve, the worlds in my orbit, shits waiting to kick off, afraid to go to sleep, so I think of women running, never leave you alone again, as thats stopped being funny, I just want to laugh, see smiles cross faces, see the clever people have a chat and unite all us races, this bird around my neck that remains through my changes, twittering triumphantly to remind me of my total belief in the depth of my unworthiness.
When things go right theyre rubbish coz Im too far from the flame, recently Ive been thinking about taking pills again, so I can see more slowly the slow dusty detail, my most cringing whim becomes a beautiful grail. And Im a yes I hate it I hate everything I make, and this is shit and that is shit and being shit is great, I cant even cook a meal without falling into stress, it only takes some pasta to remind me of my total belief in the depth of my unworthiness.
Youre so pretty, all dressed in your Night, my eyes flip to the prison on the wall, its still a quarter-past-shite, someone tell me itll be ok, using the power of the phone, or gimme shoes to step in coz I dont have my own. Unrelenting unconfidence and a badge that states mess, a lack of bike and gentle sleep remind me of my total belief in the depth of my unworthiness.
I woke late today, with a puzzle in mind, I found myself waiting for the destruction of mankind, its nothing bad you know, and not out of spite, an innocent wee hope that wants to put out the lights,
It lets out a beg before I fire up the telly, I need to feel and care again and put a stop to continuity. I know youre with me, I know youve felt the same, I know this coz Ive never, had an original thought in my brain,
Unrelenting unconfidence, and a badge that states mess, a lack of bike and gentle sleep remind me of my total belief in the depth,
Of my unworthiness.
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