All Eaten Up - Randy

More often than before feels like i won’t make it through the day

Theres no end in sight no change despite im stronger than before

Yeah, im prepared to carry all the weight upon my back

And take responsibility for what ive done

A conious mind is a happy mind!

What a crock of shit

If so tell me why my cross is getting heavier to carry around

Sometimes the weight is all to much

So, when i sit there all aphatic changing chanels on tv

Upon my ass, its like a neverending dream

The images flickers by in a endless stream

I dont know how much longer i can take it

Ive never realized that ones selfconfidence could be eradicted all just like

that

Im overwhelmed by catastrophys, soaps, gameshows, sports and adultary

I close my eyes i bite my teeth hands to fists and i scream and thinking this

can’t be me

I can stand right there beside myself and see it pacify my mind

And i just sit there listless, fuck i hate those times

The times i hate myself all eaten up

Sometimes all the conscience builds up to a grindstone around my neck

At those times and moments of temporary weakness & hopelessness

Id really like to not care but i just fucking can’t

My need of convenience is luckily weaker than the satisfaction of being

righteous

You know im just that kinda guy… all annoying!