I have lost my mind, yes

I look with eyes so crazed

Disillusioned by the trees and the bees and

the misbelief that I matter.

I look with eyes so crazed;

the path stretches before me, cracked with

The misbelief that I matter.

And On and on it goes.

The path stretches before me, cracked with

little pitfalls to hell,

And On and on it goes.

And on and on I scream.