All This Sappy Shit

All this sappy shit…

I can’t take it one bit!

And that’s a lie…

One no friend of mine would ever buy.

But I don’t have any.

In the friend zone to all.

Yet a friend to none.

I will die alone.

As the mentalist still goes.

At best I’ll get a couple whoas.

And a whole lotta so’s.

Fair enough.

That’s the way it flows.

No free will.

Still I’m just a shill.

A fraud.

Playing it off as a god.

I lied.

I fried.

And I died…

All this sappy shit…

I can’t take it one bit!

And that’s a lie…

One no friend of mine would ever buy!

Go For A Walk

I can go for a walk.

Cause we never talk.

So I’ll go for a stroll.

And forget about my role.

A desperate man I play.

And a bad one I slay.

But in the end.

It never bends.

It stays the same.

Just so damn lame.

It’s all can.

Just to be a man.

I think it’s over.

Before being called by the rover.

It never ends.

Shit it doesn’t even bend.

So what?

It's like a punch to the gut.

I can go for a walk.

Cause we never talk.

So I’ll go for a stroll.

To forget about my role.