It's The Only Way, At The End Of The Day

Oh What A Privilege
It is to eat from my own fridge
This financial crunch
won't stop me eating my lunch

(that's not funny, or witty just pathetic and shitty)

No seriously those aren't proper lyrics, they're a joke

HONESTLY

I've never felt more destructive in my entire life, and therefore I've never felt so constructive, in thought word and deed, finally I found the pen, that makes what I have inside me , expressible in a comprehensible, yet interesting way to the world around me. Without being mundane, plain or an outright shame, I can now write words down onto paper, and for me to read them back to myself and think they sound half decent, which for once is nice.......

Or in normal talkkkkkkkk BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH I CAN WRITE HALF SHIT LYRICS, which means they're therefore half decent, which is nice....but then again so are you and nothing I can say would express it babbbbbyyyyy.... YEAH

B.Ross