I went walking just the other day just to see what you had to say. You said nothing, that's fine with me. I'll just keep on trying to be free.
When I got home you were gone, now I don't know where I belong. I hope I find out soon. If I don't I guess I'm fucking doomed.
Well I don't know where to go from here. I'll keep trying to steer myself clear of all the bullshit being thrown at me. Fucked up world, why don't you let me be?