How is it possible to get stuck with a single song over and over again, instrumentals and lyrics alike, when you've only heard it once in your lifetime: your more than 2 deadened decades of a lifetime? It's sick! And strange. And it weakens your insides.
Because our story is nonpareil;
How is it probable to get hold of (and hold on to) something so genuinely inconsistent, like an accident waiting to happen, when all you've thrived for seems so terribly useless, just like surprises that wouldn't matter. It's insane! And irrational. And it derails your brain.
Because we are cryptic and masochistic;
How is it plausible to come up with the same idea over and over again, upon waking up and before going to sleep, when (physically) you're only inches away yet (psychologically and ironically) you're eons of miles astray? It's cruel! And cold. And it wounds your soul.
Because everything is shit;
*Except you, love.
*last line may vary:
Including you, cunt.
Especially you, twat.