Great Cynics
i know nothing
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Sleeping under a pile of clothes
Donât know where all my money goes. Didnât I try.
I donât protest and I hate to preach,
I know you think that comes of as a weak, always wondering why.
If thereâs a heart attack between now and when
I start to feel like Iâm doing all right,
can I apologise for wasting your time.
I know nothing. Itâs all I know.
It wears me down when Iâm alone.
Iâll keep on telling myself that Iâm alive,
and everything looks perfect on the outside.
If thereâs a heart attack between now and when
I start to feel like Iâm doing all right,
can I apologise for wasting your timeâ¦