Imagine your life
imagine the joy
imagine the strife
picture one day you're happy
you've asked another idiot
to be your wife
or perhaps years before this
you get a call
and you're still a fool
you answer and this is your all
head at top speed to lie in bed and fuck
as though it means something
and you can pretend to be a king
but with that crown comes a curse
keep thinking with your cock
and thinking of the different cunts
and does this help null the hurt
gives you something to do but jerk
because you know your life is the same
find some chick to slide inside
and as you writhe you almost thrive
for that second you pretend you're alive
but after you can be honest
and the chosen girl breathes in her sleep
thinking the same in a duvet heap
that magic happened for a special second
and maybe for a moment it's not just "me"
there's someone else living and free
and your souls join together
you're high as a kite
and float as a feather
but the feather falls down
and you wait for the next clown
and repeat the whole thing
and one day you find
that you're a solitary drone
and no matter how much you try
you are always alone