Everything does not s**, take the good and screw the rest
It seems like the right thing to do, complain, cry, shout
The pessimistic point of view
Is that some kind of bankable trend or a sad reality I can't get?
Am I naive? Am I blind?
Or strong enough to pick up the few things that hold this sh** together?
And who the f** am I kidding?
I'd love to join the club, just complain about the gloom
The sh** that surrounds us
But how could I?
I'm actually enjoying the time I got, even if there is sh**
Times are dark, and darker will be!