here i sit, my life\'s a model kit but i burned the instructions and the pieces don\'t fit i eat spaghetti o\'s, turn on the stereo and keep in mind my best case scenario
i\'m without serious doubt, i\'m within my constraints
and it just clicked, the things that make me tick get thrown against the wall and i keep what sticks i wish with al my might that i had a cause to fight but i can\'t argue with myself on this lonesome night
i can\'t complain. lost less than gained strive for progression my futile needs are all i feed it gives me indigestion
