I Don't Care That My Norton Antivirus Is Gone

fuck off

Bacon Moustache Zombie; The Grody Trio
A universe is reborn

At least, 'tis how it seemed

Could you get anything out of it

Awareness slowly sinks

Tackle the day but they all seem the same

So naturally immense retreat

Ingredients of all 24 hours

Comprise something I wouldn't eat

Remake the world from the ground up

But it can wait till tomorrow

And I'm dissolving away so fast

But it can wait till tomorrow

You Show Me K-L-K, I’ll Bust Your A-S-S
Admire the network put together with the most tireless effort

Live for it all, live for the rush, but you can't control them all

Not like I would've aimed for it of course, but sometimes it feels as such

Could just be another play I've wrote, in my head, starring the entire cast of them all

I couldn't possibly... You couldn't possibly... They couldn't possibly... We couldn't possibly...

Got to admit it steals as much energy as it possibly could

But what can you do, what can I do, when the brain don't let you sleep

(Ah, fuck it)

Sounds, sounds, so many sounds, jumping from the mouth

Sighs, groans, a lot of whining, in response every time

Or maybe, maybe, just maybe, exaggeration is in effect

Body drowning in some kinda paranoia for reasons that may not exist

I hate it all, I hate this thing, and as soon as it becomes clear

It's all I am, it's all I've been, it's all I've said (apparently)

Can't say a word without breaking all the eggshells dormant here

But it's so tiring, oh so tiring, and it's impossible to watch it all

I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it