At Times I Wish I Were Dead
Busy People Dancing All Over My Head
This I Value With Every Move They Make
Real Bad Headache With Every Step They Take


I Get A Contact Buzz
Can't Remember What The Problem Was
I Find It Hard To Even Care
Life Was To Real Till You Got There

My Life Is Dirt But You Seem To Make It Cleaner
Reduce My Felony To A Misdemeanor
When I Feel Sick You're An Antibiotic
Organize My World That Was Pointless And Chaotic