Lyrics:

Hey Will, why dont you cut the shit
and tell me who youre fighting for?
if youre not taking care of yourself
then what are you here for?

I used to think there was an answer
in the music of my youth
but I just read Brian Wilsons biography
and now I know the truth

because his father never loved him
and the band just wanted money
and Dennis was an alcoholic
who drowned looking for treasure

and everyone that Brian turned to
just gave him drugs and took his money
he was dependent on social acceptance
just like every other human

and now Ive got no one to pray to
and Ive got nowhere to stay the night
and its hard to be here at all

and I am torn between
trying to be a better man
and trying to accept the man I am

I have no faith in life
to leave me satisfied
Ill have my fears and worries
until the day I die

and I will not go to heaven
and I will not go to hell
I have no faith in death
to be anything at all


* I feel sick
* * I don't feel well
* * What a disgusting feeling
* * * * I don't like this feeling
* * How disgusting
* This feeling sucks


some of these things are symptoms
and some of these are being human

and I am torn between
trying to be a better man
and trying to accept the man I am

The people that Ive talked to
and the books that Ive read
and the tv shows and movies that Ive seen

are all I have to turn to
to learn how to live
but when? When? When? When?
When? When? When will I ever learn?