Ceisteanna

I do my drugs in a worn-out D.A.R.E. shirt

Sit on the floor and feel the self-aware hurt

I do my best with what I am given

Sometimes it seems absurd to keep livin'

In such a world as this one that we're in

Don't ask me, I don't even know where to begin

I went outside, got kissed by the sun and

Something inside me told me to run and

I ran and ran until I got tired

Then begged the boss to let me be fired

Even the heat of the sun gets cold