Trying Not to Lose My Mind
Life in the fast lane,
I’ve done alot more than most,
but no matter how fast you gas,
past catches up even the freshest bread becomes toast,
sick as fck,
somewhere in Eastern Australia,
been on antibiotics for 3 weeks,
on this rollercoaster so long forgotten how to get off,
I want to get off,
please I need just a bit of relief,
see I’ve always gotten everything I’ve ever wanted,
but it seems I’ve never gotten what I really need,
feeling queasy & uneasy,
in Fremantle just south of Perth,
want to throw myself up out of myself,
feeling intoxicated from toxins I need to purge,
want to stop this ride but instead it continues to surge,
life in the fast lane,
I’ve done alot more than most,
but no matter how fast you gas,
past catches up even the freshest bread becomes toast,
though no jam ma’am,
maybe some peanut butter though,
I’ll tell you the plan man,
it’s get into the system & get out the vote,
voted but Hope lost,
& Trump won,
which means it seems that world peace,
as an option is done,
in this chaotically crazy Funhouse,
ah Hell oh well at least it’s been fun,
House of Mirrors reflect the words from a mouth of Fear,
in a place where nothing is intended not even the puns,
sick as fck show’s almost over lights off get the fck out,
sick as fck,
somewhere in Eastern Australia,
been on antibiotics for 3 weeks,
on this rollercoaster so long forgotten how to get off…
∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆
