a hit to the back of the neck with coffee breath
makes me feel something other than whatever
other than whatever
i know it's alright to feel dead inside
but it's not for me
it's alright?
i know it's alright to feel dead inside
but it's not for me
it's alright?
being busy doesn't keep me happy
it's keep me sane
less time to worry over shit
more time to avoid it
i know it's alright to feel dead inside
but it's not for me
it's alright?
and i'll start caring when TV stops being sogood
it never would,noit never could