Its so hard to make it in this world...
Yo
I'm swimming through the dead sea, keepin steady
Even though the salt is bitter its keeping me afloat
Like an ice-cream soda, soon I'll be ready
to better myself and work with the salt,
I'll be like a boat
My thoughts are coming out of my head with such suddenness
that its as if the fucking air around me suddenly gets gluttonous
Draining me of my last ounce of being its so fucking onerous
But its the thinking that gives the very fabric of my soul sustenance
I must admit that I'm feeling rather peculiar, nuclear bombs
seem so damn familiar, my world is nearly gone
Can you hear me mom? I'm not feeling so superior
I'm sick of it all so my mind is wishing it gone
In an instant its gone, diminished within the fog
Like I've been stricken by awe inspired events after
licking venomous frogs it never actually goes away,
and this is the end of the song
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