Nothing That You Do Will Ever Feel

These Days I Don't Know Who Really Likes Me. I Always Assume Most People Are Bullshitting Me.

If I Were To Imagine Myself As An Idler Wheel Inside Some Big Mix Of Gears, Then I Would Be Connected To Everything. It's Not Like There's Just Me And Then Nothing.

I Can Bake. I Made Myself Some Nice French Fries Once. But Otherwise I Just Eat Out. Lots Of Salad Bars.

Heaven Help Me For The Way I Am, Save Me From These Evil Deeds Before I Get Them Done.

I Don't Care What People Do. I Don't Care How People Remember My Albums. I Do Them For My Own Reasons.