And into this world I drift On my shitty little raft made of Deodorant-stained flannel shirts And marbles The water is sand The sand is air Iím sinking Down Down Down In the rocks of my confused mind The black hole of life Drains into The whiteness of death The chair leg opens up And out comes the octopus Holding a rainbow lollipop In his hand He says: Why waste your time Sitting on a shitty little raft Made of deodorant-stained flannel shirts And marbles? Come and watch with me. But then the whiteness of death Drains into The black hole of life I sit and eat my purple oatmeal And think That little jerk sure fucked up When he created my world


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