something?

guess i feel like talking today...spinning head and tooth decay
cant tell you how to feel...rushing through you and me is the second hand..do you realize
type type type think think think
so small are the complaints so big is the prize or is it?
fuck nose fuck you and fuck it
settle now punchy the kettle is boiling
the skys not falling
driving...just cause yeah just cause why not
those evil natured robots they say
answers? who has em? who has the fucking answers?
so here we are again and im sick of dancing with my hand on your back not on your ass