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See I thought it might be easier to be who I'm notTook a sip now uno masI'm lots of things but none of them interestingThinking about my dreams and hopes just jokesI've told myself to close the holes in my brainGetting older by the secondInching forward toward my graveWondering what's the lessonI'd rather be dumb than smartI'd rather make shit than artI'd rather just sit and watch the ships departEvery mark I, mark I, mark I make is a b-sideBesides all I eat's freeze dried, harbinger of my demiseThe dude telling you it's a ruse well he's rightPacking up a parachute and a pair of Levi'sApocalypse coming blank pages I'm thumbingThe gyres keep widening til I am numberThan gums at a dentist just covered with gauzeGasping for gas, trapped in the jawsDon't you set me straight, I've got it squareSquandering my youth, but I don't careWhat I feel is nothing at allWhat I feel is nothing at allLetras de cancionesScratch, scratch, scratching at my shinsFirst season Mad Men on in the backgroundCan't stop laughingHalf of what I do is purposelessWindexing surfaces, vultures circlingI'm searching for what on earth this really isYou can catch me in a Super 8Things are going super greatMelting my mental space is how I'm losing weightI'd rather be thin and hungry than happy and fatI'd rather be uninformed than face the factsRe-relax I'm choking on a splinter with a termiteErmines living like they're kings cause their fur's niceFeel myself trapped somewhere between LA and IrvineDoubtful that the shards of my fractured mind will surviveEyeing the traffic light but I'm not yieldingMy left arm has left me now glued to the ceilingI'm feeling like this could get out of controlTen in my pocket my pocket got money to blow From Letras Mania