bad religion
to another abyss
not long ago and yet the image is so vague i hesitate to label it a memory there was a show of local color and i felt astray cause i had nothing to offer but insufficiency and you know that it's such a bitch when you learn to scratch that itch of blatant fallibility sooner to some but eventually all gets pointed in the same direction while the human masses and their vague conceptions obliterate each other with impunity and you wonder "what's in this for me?" to another abyss to no avail the search is bound to fail to another abyss to no avail so long ago i set sail and it chills me to the bone that i'm so far away from home to another abyss so what should i do now? what should i celebrate? given finite means and a penchant to depreciate how can i still avow and depend upon a state that cares nothing for my happiness welfare or fate? and i know i can't explain the commotion in my brain like a terrifying reality deconstructed but inadequately all gets pointed in the same direction while the human masses and their vain conceptions obliterate each other with impunity and release the weight of history so long ago so long ago.oh i set sail and i'm struggling on the way and i'm waiting for the day and i'm looking for the way back home so far away so far away so far away,