All of that thick time without you
Has made me so thick and drunk
and its okay to laugh about it

Runnin' twice as fast to stay in
the same place
Don't catch my breath until the end
of the day
And I'd rather be shot in the face
Than hear what you're going to say

One day the wind will come up
And you'll come up empty again
-And who'll be laughing then?

No reason - no explanation
so play the violin

Its always funny until someone gets hurt
And then its just hilarious!

You beat me every time you blink
If only I did not have to think
Think about you crackin' a smile
Think about you all the while

On the ricochet - Its going to hit you
Its always funny until someone gets hurt
You can laugh at me - when it misses you

Penned by my hand on the 15th of Lupar, in the year 290 AF.