music: n. hexum; lyrics: n. hexum
I dont jones for nothing Cause thats a waste Waste
of space in my frontal lobe and I just sit, deal with it, dont
have a fit Do you know what Im sayin? I just get as down as I
can Dont look to relief from a troubled young man Just take a
piece Sometimes it sucks And didnt then I see I looked the other
way
I changed my point of view And heres what I do This too shall
pass This too shall pass This too shall pass This too shall passAll
the good times, all the bad times Face it bro, they all will pass
Your roblems will seem inconsequential and trivial When you realize
one thing Were just a speck of dirt on this golf ball Called ?????
Its stupid insane And didnt then I see I looked the other way
I changed my point of view And heres what I do