Jesus Christ, what did you want?
Weird Capricorn. Just like everyone else.
Jesus Christ, with the speed of time
I'm riding through my feelings, asking myself, 'What did I do wrong?'
Bellybutton, bellybutton,
hips shaking,
randomness.
Why is it so cool to be random
since that is what reality actually is?
Random.
Killing me inside.
I don't have the strength to kill,
I'm just one of the others.
Jesus Christ, how did this happen?
Nobody cares about me at all. But that's not your fault.
Jesus Christ, why does everyone want your help?
It is pointless, you are dead. Sha la la la lala...
Bellybutton, bellybutton,
hips shaking,
randomness.
If I will never feel real love again,
then why do I have to suffer?
Random.
Killing me inside.
I don't have the guts to love,
I'm just one of the others.