My ideas like highs
they come and they go
it seems I´ve forgotten what I need to know
I feel I´m wasting time at night when I sleep
someone so shallow that´s in so deep
So I patch the holes that yet haven´t appeared
completely blinded but things are so clear
I know just what to do but why the fuck should I bother
I´m content sitting at the right hand of our father
Fuckin A is all I got to say
give me peace of mind and I´ll be on my way
I was born into this world and I don´t know why
so all I´m doing´s passing time before I die