I am stuck With two solutions Neither of which I desire But the need pushes me To make a choice Why is it never simple To be truthful I preferred the other way Depressed and drinking At least I could feel I miss the other way So happy an impenetrable now Life still sucks What in the fuck I am stuck
I'm so far gone these days, Withdrawn into a Spartan existence, Loving every minute of it, If only for the hope of finding something, That hurts as much as I'd like.
When are you gonna come down? When are you going to land?