all about me (sometimes)

sometimes i'm the most deviant motherfucker i know.
i break all the rules,
and everyone i have ever known has been hurt.

In this case it'll mostly be period's and comma's,
but they're their own death wishes.

i think home didn't move anywhere,
but it certainly got a whole lot further away,
it certainly doesn't call to ask about my day.

i'm the only person i know who's happier to be fucked up than awake.
and i don't get fucked up to have fun,
i get fucked up not to feel and thats fucked up.

but when i meet a long haired child we'll be happier in the valley
and we'll sing for the sake of singing,
and we won't really worry anymore