Eazy Being Lazy

I’m here, in lifeless meetings

Searching for different men in different worlds

My troubles don’t go away

Continue to circle, circle, circle me

And when I look out to where I want to be, I don’t see me or feel me

Completed, no word that I use

Little or lots, I always end with lose

And the struggles that many of us share

Allows us to socialise, bonding through our own shame

Completed, no word that I use

Little or lots, I always end with lose

And the struggles that many of us share

Allows us to socialise, bonding through our own shame

It’s a ritual, it will never go away

At least

At least I’m fucking sane