I’m doing it all wrong but it is alright
The perfect life I can’t help but to fight
It’s all there. I’m all here, try as I might
It feels so wrong but I can’t help being right
This or that and surely one other
Coffin with holes, my feet are uncovered
Comfortable and passive for the incoming smother
I’m used to no use, my friendly blood brother
Don’t suffer my suffering or fret one more thought
Let’s look all around, take in what I’ve got
My Lot’s not a lot when it costs what I bought
So long, farewell, give better than you got
