Improvisation Of Life

I don’t have to think, I just have to be there I don’t have to believe and I don’t have to care No I, don’t have to live your way Yes I, I’m gonna live my way I don’t have to feel, cos I just don’t care Your talking to my face but I’m not there The lights behind my eyes have been set to red I cannot hear a word cos the reception in my head is dead There are many obstacles getting in my way I trample over all of them every day I cannot understand the thoughts within’ my head So I take myself pill and force myself to bed I don’t know what it is that makes me feel this way I only know that I can’t feel good everyday I know that in the future I’m as good as dead But who wants to be dead then, when we can live for now instead Bias representations on my TV screen Doesn’t mean for just one minute that’s what I believe Friends and family die but we will all grow old And live to pay the price of the youth of life we sold I am a free man I am my own man I’ll be a dead man… But not yet… Treated like a puppet doing just what they say The best are wasted but not this one today Following suit to me doesn’t look wise I’ll take my life down from it’s strings and I’ll improvise Written April 10th, 2002 © on Apr 11 2002 08:41 AM PST   10 • 0