I'm not know for apathy

Really like a lack of such

Common give me some love

I'm not quite sure who to be

I'm stuck in all these mya's

Just from reading the vedas

I'm a lip biter

Strained nervous fighter

Losing my purpose

From the old routine

Bringing back all those dead trends

So that way we're all special

But you never wanted that

Screaming out for attention

Go ahead read the Gita

Get love from one Krishna

We're all lip biters

Burning our desires

But not losing souls

From the old routine