[bad word] thenewdivision
If a memory makes the moment
I feel I've been here before
Looking at the sky above me,
Staring down at the floor
I try to explain my reasons
The logic of simpleness
But the reasoning of the moment
Is nothing I can contest

You never hear what I say
You never see what I do
You always just get your way
I'm so confuesed
I think of what you do all day
I wonder if what you say is [bad word] You always get what you want
I can't [bad word] you