You get so moody
Most of the day
Bermuda Triangle
Whatever you say
We wondered what the point was
But now we know
We watch weeds grow, maricon
Never wonder why..

You are like stood as in
Most of the days
Tormented souls go their separate ways
Counting each block as we go
Distorted amp at the show..

Computers make me wet between the legs
Because I was attacked by a gizmo once
Do we just occupy segments of each other s lives
Why do you hang out with me
When there s several billion other options?