paper diary, there is no diary
put it in the ground on wednesday, i mean place it there for now until next year
i dream devils dreams, and i dont want to do math in the book
okay, im sorry, i havent used commas in awhile, im not used to this place, i cant sleep in my own house, i dont want to leave, i dont want to rest
no cats, okay, theyre no good for me
i slowly roll over and die
and this music, this music keeps going, and i want to shoot myself in the heart so i can see what it all looks like
i dont understand because i have two hundred dollars in the bank and i cant stay away from it,
and i write all the stupid information in the appropriate spaces and still no job yet
stop, okay, stop, my nose wont, and my hands wont, and i end up in the shower, being stupid once again, okay-- you left me alone
now the city is dead-
the emergency plan is right
i cant stop, it just goes, i hate rhyme flow
bought the new outkast cd but its too fast and the second disc is too slow, but hey ya never leaves my head
(like you and i hate hate hate hate hate that)
hey man, hey man, i keep singing and its all the same. cant sleep until its morning, fall asleep at the wheel
you ask whats wrong and i can just say ive played literati all night long, wonderwall on repeat
i dont know what it is, no ends, no ends, no sense, just this, rambles, and no money for gas
okay, okay, i dont know, im just tired.