clawing his way out of the doldrums getting sick and tired of !@%!e and rums
we'll just have to wait and see because he's jumped on the wagon before only to
crawl and beg for more his pride is just another casualty his pride is just

another casualty can you see beyond today's euphoric state do you remember how
you'll feel tomorrow all the people that you hate all the times you've had to
wait every piece of food you ever ate reminds you of your fate he's clawing his

way out of a paper bag reaching for the life that he never had and he's just one
step away he's going backwards on a two track he's going one step forward and
two steps back getting closer to gray in the end there's only grieving all his

goals inside pulled thin air can you blame him if he's desperate there's nothing
left for him to get and he doesn't care that the people stare and they do
$#&@ing stare