I mean nothing, 
Only nothing. 
There's nothing I can do about that. 
I've accepted my place in the back. 
This is not the place or time to snap. 

I awaken, to the bacon, she's preparing for me in the pen, 
But I'm spinning, my head cannot stand, effects from when the night began. 

And I screw my life out evermore, 
as I puke my lungs out on the floor, 
and I fuck my life up evermore, 
as I shit my heart out on the floor. 

YEAH!