If i had a scheme for everything,
it seems that i'd more content with it all,
if i had it in me to stop my random thoughts,
and my dumb dreams
i could deal with this nonstop spinning world.
if only i could say that everything's ok
take a good look
and look the other way,
frustration, hell, who needs it anyway.
i'd rather sit back,
and just smoke cigarettes.
be the one with the loudest mouth
be the most closed minded that i could get