Teksty: Randy. No Carrots For The Rehabilitated. Cup Of Chore.

I dont know what, what to say anymore. I Feel so bored like many times before. Im not shure that i can take it cause i need something more. So instead of getting stuck here i walk out thorugh the door. I feel so bored what can i do everything sucks today. Nothing comes my way. i got so may ways to choose now, but im going to follow my heart, and where i end up makes the same to me. I try to live my life in a fantasy just to get away from reality And the man in me that always makes things wrong. This riddle is to hard to handle its to intricate for me. I dont intend to answer i rather watch tv and improve my insuffiency. I feel so bored i cant anymore something have to change I wish i had the strenght to break free from these chain.s And get away and do all those things i told myself to do so many times, but i never emasculate the thoughts in my mind. Sometimes i ask myself what is wrong with me. Im looking for somethings i cant reach. Its time to wake up 'cause tomorrow it maybe to late.