I think I'm going crazy I'm losing my mind. 'cos the logic of the story is impossible to find. Like a talking head I'm gonna stop making sense. 'cos bad music's like a sin, no nobody no offence.
You want confrontation without knowing what you're gonna hit. You kick up shit in all directions but no one seems to benefit. You waste your hate on decent people who don't deserve to feel your pain.
Are you satisfied with everything the way it is. Are you stuck in the conformity of minding your own biz. Does a confrontation make you want to turn and run.