Loneliness is becoming a chore
As did the hollow feelings and the roller coaster
Loss of intimacy, how can you lose nothing?
I think I\'ll be glad when it\'s over
Take me to the sky where all is pretty
But at the end, I\'ll still have my routine
And as that feeling grows duller and duller
I wish I\'d fucking lose feeling
Frustration is the only spice in my kitchen
Why do I still fear what I don\'t believe in?
Bogeymen want me dead and I don\'t know why I\'m gripping
All I can afford are plastic grins
If God exists, I\'m sure he\'s got a plan
If he doesn\'t, then this is pretty funny