what can i do to get away?
tell me who to kill
or how much i have to pay
to cover this hole i have to fill

ignore it and it gets intense
it hits you hard and makes no sense
i pray at night for ignorance
fools never get bored

i can't concentrate on the dribble that comes from your mouth
it's gibberish, but it's probably important to you
soon enough, here it comes, your hands travel south
for an hour or so i'll have something to do

use whoever i can to numb the dumb feeling
use whatever i can so that i can start healing
paralyzed with stupidity, a complete waste of time
send a memo to god, tell him boredom's a crime