When you try too hard to find meaning in what you see You forget the origin of the landscape so carefully laid out at your feet Is it hard for you to understand? Does it bother you that I don't fucking care? I'm not here for you to read me like an open book, so don't fucking ask I'm just thinking, thinking loud bringing words to tongue and moving fast All this shit you take for granted leads to nothing, makes no sense Instead of waiting for being told maybe you should tell yourself? You're a slow learner, you'll never last In a world so cold you're supposed to make it fast! Disappointed - yes, but this is hardly news You're disadvantaged from the start There's no denying it and you are through... I hate people telling me what to do - fuck you!