Hanging over a few lines,
But still I’m bored
Swallow pills and chase them down
And drink till I’m sore
Read a book to stay awake
But all the pages leave me [await?]
For something great

My real friends say I’m waiting for what started long ago
And life is what you make of it
So come on [now/love?], let’s go
But still I’m bored lately
Do you feel safe?
? drives me crazy
Then this world’s insane
And this world’s insane

I go to a party with an army of mindless fucks
No one’s doing anything
No one’s interesting
So what
Go back home and write a poem
But all the words seem dumb
And I feel numb

Come on, be [straight?]
Do you really expect me to believe what I can’t see?
Come on, [straight?]
Do you really think this was meant to be?
Come on, [straight?]