But I'm caught in a landslide and there's no escape from reality.
People tell me to open my eyes, so look I look up to the sky and see that I'm just a poor boy, and I need no sympathy,
because I'm just easy come, easy go. I have little highs and little lows. But any way the wind blows, it doesn't really matter to me. To me.
I assume by this point you've sobered up, with whatever trials and tribulations that may or may not entail. I'm still going to throw a question at you anyways. How smashed are you going to get tonight?
idk
Do you believe in capital punishment?
Do you believe that alcohol can solve all your problems?
Do you think you are a good person?
Do you need more to drink?
CAP DEM BITCHES
Definitely not, it usually just makes things a lot worse
I try to be, but my forward personality and inability to be nice to people I despise gets in the way a lot
Nah, I brought the bottle to bed with me, I'm good.
THINK WHAT EVER YOU WANTTTT DONT LET THE MAN GET YOU DOWN BRO?
People tell me to open my eyes, so look I look up to the sky and see that I'm just a poor boy, and I need no sympathy,
because I'm just easy come, easy go. I have little highs and little lows. But any way the wind blows, it doesn't really matter to me. To me.
That was Bohemian Rhapsody, written so it would kind of make sense in context.
SUPER SMASHED WITH CHILDREN!!!