my stomach hurts...and i don't mean kinda hurts...i mean hurts...like there's something in there ripping around and eating stuff...and yet i'm still at work...doing shit a monkey could do...i just want to sleep...it's like i died, but wasn't taken away, so now i just roam aimlessly...don't leave your parking lights on again...my boss keeps walking past...he knows i'm not doing anything, but he's too busy to care...feed on me...feed on me some more...i don't need my life...suck me dry...suck.