I'm not looking forwards and I'm not looking back on all those memories I knew and the shit like that sitting on the couch pondering my next move while the guy next to me heats something up with a spoon does a line off of a vonnegut book and he says "Hey man, I'd really like to read that book"
but it's covered in white it's out of sight but that's alright
Where are all your mathematical equations? arithmetics won't help you when the myth comes alive the thought of you leaving made my boots start to shake my knees tremble my hearts to ache well i know you wanna spend the last weekend on earth doing crazy shit in the back yard
but that's alright just spend the night it's out of sight you're out of sight