It's not even my fault, I was born into it,
There has to be a way to make good use of this,
Hurry it up my friend just need to say: That's It !
Or I can step aside and let it run its path,
No matter what I do our time will come to pass,
Much faster than you know, much sooner than you think,
Then I may once in life let go of all that ink...
There is so much we know and so much we look for,
Focused on truth and then we miss actual bliss.
So go back to your life and take good care of it,
Then maybe at the end you'll smile facing that bitch.