The Pirate's Journal

Why are we fighting?
Lying?
Trying?
Dying for something we know we cant have?

Why are we fighting?
Grasping?
Thrashing?
Gripping?
Stripping ourselves down to feel all right?

We shut off oursleves to get through the day, man are we dense.
Trying to fake a kind of common sense.
Deluding ourselves in inventive new ways.
Believing that tommorow is just another day.
We are all kinds of fucked, what ...

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