Well, dumbnut, you didn't even spell my name right, or end w/ a complete thought. Howabout that, you shouldn't smoke crack, didn't momma ever tell you that?
Life could you be a little softer to me.
Life could you be a more gentle to me.
Yeah I know this is a selfish plea,
Because Christ sacrificed his flesh
On the cross for me
But this world is hard,
It's cruel and I wish it could be...
Softer to me
I'm still alive. That much is true
I've never lied, well, I guess I've told a few.
There's nothing to see because I brought nothing to show.
I'm like Han Solo, I'm always stroking my own wookie.