It’s got me by my hair like a substance that filled the air; with magic and hypnotic hymns that got me dazed. Why’s there no one out there? I don’t see a reason anybody would care but don’t you need somebody who shares? Oh, beat it, life! I ain’t going anywhere.
I limped across a puddle of piss, clinging to walls, trying not to fall. There are no phones, heck! I got nobody to call. Been knocked down hard but here I am, standing tall. You may break my bones but survive I shall;
Fuck you, life! You fucking ‘know it all’.