the holes in the wall allow you to see it all
carnivorous like a sharp toothed flower
what its really all about though is  the personal power
the time just ticks on; minute by minute, hour by hour
and i wonder how marginal our shell; can i become anything i believe? or will i believe anything i become?
lifes goal is just to cum
instead of looking at whats lacking, focus in on the sum
i dont know what i want
so with what i have, ill thank my dad
quit thinkin and start drinkin
the gods are sadistic, at least thats how it appears from the statistics..
think for the moment and dont wait for the pause
just find a piece of peace within your flaws
cuz looking back, thats all i saw
shake my hand with your claw
and hopefully it wont fall
cuz with it i find inspiration
recorded by instrumentation
what am i to be with what i face?
alone with myself, ill run this race, even if i finish in last place, i refuse to hate
look how much fun i have trying to run!
stare at the sun
maybe after im blind, ill find how to unwind my mind