Why not? Oh, that's why...

We're all a bunch of fuckers in a fucking mess.

Nothing is Never Enough

I don't know. I just don't know. Everybody else seems to know but when I ask them they say no. I wonder if they're lying? I know that seems strange but they always stare knowingly but their sights are out of range. I thought I used to know but now I am uncertain. Now there is just doubt and it's a fucking burden. Knowing that there is knowledge that I will never know is like nothing I can think of but it gets me pretty low. I wish I could think of something, it's on the tip of my tongue but it never really comes out and my head feels really strung, up like a wire stretching till it snaps I can feel it constantly stretching but it can never complete the laps. No, I don't actually know, and I know nobody else does but I wish my head would stop thinking and thinking of everything and nothing but I don't know anything and nothing is never enough. 

POP Meets Manic Depression

Teapots keep falling my head
But that's not the reason why I can't get out of bed
Coffees not for me
Sleeping pills times three
Cause
Everything I know is just falling to pieces
Please just kill meeeee

I wanna die
I wanna die
Oh as long as I keep up this life
I know I can't survive
I've got all my life to live
But I've got no love to give
I can't survive
I wanna die!
Hey! Hey!