Gotta stop doing things that I gotta do ‘cos I hafta and do more things
that I gotta do ‘cos I wanna. I’m doing less and less of the latter ‘cos
there’s been more and more of the former. I gotta be wary of the next
smartass who’s giving out mauve pills instead of red and blue ones.
I become so dumb, all I do is stare
At that empty wall, at that empty chair
I am tired and pissed, all I wanna do
Is have time to chill and not smell like poo.
With apologies to Linkin Park.