Mellon Collie And The Infinite Crapness

Drowning in a sea of Mellon collie
Was that our folly?
Damaged eyes and lost foresight
We see the world as if it is not quite right
We descend into madness
Another day
Another pill of bitterness
Another day of infinite crapness
There is nothing to look forward to but the cold embrace of sleep.
Nothing left to do but weep
"hows work?"
"Shit,...thanks for asking"
We drink to keep warm
We drink to forget
We keep our self’s busy
Writing about fucking sunsets
We try to make the best out of a bad situation.
Trying to make the sense of goverment legislation
We are deserted.