And so trouble finds me again
I ignore It, turn my face from it.
I hide from it and find distraction from it
And yet it taps my shoulder once again.
Some of us are just insecure dickheads
Who don't think much outside themselves.
Others are just assholes looking to fill a hole
Some are jealous fucks who want to be the world
Most of us are screwed up and easily offended
As a member of humanity
I'm just wondering what the Fuck I have to do
To live a good honest life?
Without being the Target intended
Take me out of your sights before you realise who to,
what you've done to, the universe isn't biased
and neither am I but I sure as hell can bite.
Don't push it cause I make even the devil run.
shit being a hermit
Is starting to sound so good
anything beats sailing with this ship of fucking fools.