metaphorically speaking
my brains are hypothetically leaking
and i dont anything worth thinking
extremely slowly i am sinking
on the ship of life and rightness
i am starting to see the light and its brightness
at the end the tunnel and I wonder who ignites it
who is the one bravely leading the way
but then turns around and starts speeding away
so I have to find my own way to the end of my days
and dig my own six foot deep grave
but its not too bad cuz im noone elses slave
i wont have to ever be their slave agin anyway
any way with these dreams i have never fulfilled
I am still going to be killed and will forever be still
but after i am long gone
i know that with someone my dreams will still live on.