I don’t know, you don’t know
As we sit, tucked up in our comfort zones
Whilst life bubbles and oozes on the lab bench
Sometimes sweet, sometimes stench
Thinking we’re in control
Don’t believe all you’re told
When on goes the glugging, frothing reaction
Where truly anything can happen
Fools that plan out their futures
Not listening to what life tutors
Obsessed and becoming hell bent
When it’s all just one big experiment