I sat down to think aloud my

Mind and what it's thinking

About A thousand things went

Running through my mine and I

Still tried chicks with whips and

Anarchists apocalyptic Paranoids

Say we've run out of time the

Options were abundant and I

Was overwhelmed should I write

About the time I thought I died

And went to hell but it's useless

To write about you and your truely If I

Opened up to you would you

Take the time to get to know me



I can't belive I mentioned it

I refuse to be affectionate

I'm sick of wasting all these

Thoughts about you and every

Time I sit to write a song the

Whole thing seems to come

Out wrong I can't help but stop

To think they world about you



Wondering why I'm thinking about

My life it seems it's inside out

A cross of thoughts and friends

And rhymes were laghing in my

Head cynically find sympathy

While speaking altruistically it's

Possible that growin old is

Worth its weight in lead as time

Keeps passing by can't help but

Wonder why the future holds my

Destiny but is it all a lie and

Once again I start to think about

Yours truly you don't agree to

Conceive what's important to m

I'll disregard your lack of showing



Who am I? Another guy wasting

All my stupid thoughts wondering

why still I shout the door but I

Want more can't help but stop

To think the world about you



I don't care what you're saying

To me my life has changed so

Drastically when the theist

Vegins to philosophize It'd be

Just a waste of time



Don't want to don't have to burn

A bridge and hear I hate you its

Just a Waste of Time