fell.

Sheesh
I wonder if being a sad loner gives you
More raw material to form song ideas
Is that where creativity comes from?
From sad biz?

Bye guys
Well that was creative
And it wasn't sad either
So maybe birth is the greatest creative statement
In all the universe

I got a question
What's that?
Well if just being born is the greatest act of creation
Then what are you supposed to do after that?
Isn't everything that comes next sort of a disappointment
Slowly entroping until we deflate into a pile of mush?

Well, it's not enough to have created something amazing right?
What if I just let my martian super society go to butt
But what's it worth if we all gonna get blowed up right now

Lost in an entropic world where you can't reach your goals
Because you feel tired all the fucking time
Easy fix, Jog around the fucking block
If you can't jog around the block
Do some sort of physical exercise
If you can't do a physical exercise
Chant a fucking mantra
If you can't chant a fucking mantra
Chant it in your head
Or you gotta work yourself up into a war pitch
To begin the initial movements
Out of the state of victimhood and into this survivor mode
That wonderful place when you gaze around the battlefield
And stare at the desiccated corpses that once had great power over you