People Think That I Work Out But

I'm Tearing Down Route 80 East, The Sun's On My Right Side. I'm Drunk, But My Vision's Good.

It Always Bothers Me To See People Writing Rip When A Person Dies. It Just Feels So Insincere And Like A Cop Out. To Me, Rip Is The Microwave Dinner Of Posthumous Honours.

Jealousy Endlessly Eats Through My Mind, And Jealously Endlessly Makes Me Be Unkind.

I Can't Tell The Difference Between Wrong And Right, Are You Laughing At Me?

All The People Have Gone To War Leaving No Interrogator To Mind.