I'm falling back into an empty chair. Crawling out and seeing nothing there. Why waste my time when I'm happy?. . Slipping back into my honest world. Taking things just to feel the swirl.
You have to buy it's your only way. To find the place where you fit in. I'll tell you know, but why would you. Even bother to hear what I might have to say.
Cruel bagged then snagged is how I want things done. I want the best in my life, and I will please anyone. I'm strapped into this chair, watching TV that's aired.