got out of bed pushed the piss out my body while scratching my skull i twiddle all of my toes
got out of work sat till it hurt oh my god work on a song but the song is all wrong
i'm ready to rip off i'm ready to
strum on some strings but it sounds like a thing that's already a thing
i'm not Tchaikovsky i am not shit i'm just ready to rip
a cool guy once said if you can't bear the wait of the book then let the book drop