Down the Sink

I don't know what to say
And I don't know how to pray
It has all turned to gray
Now it's black and in my way

I don't know what to play
What's the point anyway
Another set of songs
That will decay
A speck of dust
We'll download today

I don't care what you say
To say your piece that you may
I will shut you out
To your dismay
It's the only way
To keep the wolves at bay

I don't know what to think
My ideology is down the sink
The whole mess begins to stink
Now it's turned to black before I blink

I don't know what to say
And I don't know how to pray
I'm sick of hearing about
The end of days
I just wish you'd go away

I don't know about this mired funk
I guess I'll shave my head
Become a monk
Meditate into the void
And ponder on an astroid



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Writer(s): Paul Hansen
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