From the recording MoultingKICK_23652
When I think about it sometimes,
It hurts to say out loud,
I don’t want people to hear it, but,
I don’t even know what to say most of the time,
It’s just words.
I don’t see the meaning behind a lot of it.
I feel like there should be something deeper in what I say-
Something deeper in what we mean, but,
I guess I don’t have that.
And that’s hard to admit when…
So much of life is made up of language, and what we say to each other, but,
It all means nothing in the end.
Who hears us, who doesn’t,
What we love, who hates us,
Who comes to our funeral,
None of this shit matters.
Or maybe it does because,
That’s all that we know.
I guess it matters enough for me to be talking about it, but,
I feel like in the end all of this shit is worth nothing.
And so even if,
You achieve what you’re looking for, you attain what you dream of,
It all ends up being nothing in the end.
Things may last on past your lifetime but they probably won’t last forever,
So I guess…
I don’t even know where I’m going with this because it feels like this shit is so stupid,
Be you now before it’s too late and you’re in the grave.
Because regardless, you turn into a bunch-
A pile of dirt,
there’s no any of that.
Do what you want,
Before you can’t.