Sick of humans today, so let down by these dark jokes about our condition
Never really done enough to work at anything for myself. Fingers not quite strong enough
I don't want to be inside anymore
I'd give this another year, never know where it might take your wandering feet
So many places we've got left to go. All we need to do is keep riding our own waves
Eventually we get to deeper meaning, still finding ways to fuck this up and let you all down again
Try not to wallow
Are my fingers not strong enough?