We’re fucked up; we fuck up.
We don’t really think or care or listen, but we drown in consequences
People like us are bodies with no brains, for our minds are always somewhere else.
People like us we think too little and feel too much; we crave a love we can’t give and attention that is never enough.
People like us, our minds overthink- they’re always somewhere else, cause life is too dull, and our clocks tick too fast for boredom to hold its time.
People like us, we don’t move with Am’s or Pm’s or whatever the fuck they want to call it; we move when we’ve already extorted everything from a land that is no longer fertile.
People like us, that’s our excuse for the shit we don’t understand why we do.