Everything does not s**, take the good and screw the rest It seems like the right thing to do, complain, cry, shout The pessimistic point of view Is that some kind of bankable trend or a sad reality I can't get? Am I naive? Am I blind? Or strong enough to pick up the few things that hold this sh** together?
And who the f** am I kidding? I'd love to join the club, just complain about the gloom The sh** that surrounds us But how could I? I'm actually enjoying the time I got, even if there is sh** Times are dark, and darker will be!