11 - instruction set - vampire deer

or something like that

(nothing is happening, something is happening, get into line but be yourself)

woke up one morning in the shelter barracks, went outside and felt nothing inside
youth ambition, meaning, desire, it was an empty ball of gut and it died
found a vacant lot by the horse track and slept in my sleeping bag under a tree
found a mess of street people near campus, that's where i decided to be

they stole my guitar, i didn't care, i had no heart, i didn't care
i wasn't warm, i didn't care, i begged for the clinic, i didn't care
i wrote little blues, i didn't care, it all seemed so long, i didn't care
life was just nothing, i didn't care, i just hung out i didn't care

met my guru the hate man he told me, hate was the only honest thing
it's what makes civilization, it's what makes that old caged birdie sing
ranting and raving on the streets how he hated each and everyone
spent forty years on the street like that, well i bet he had his fun

they stole my guitar, i didn't care, i had no heart, i didn't care
i wasn't warm, i didn't care, i begged for the clinic, i didn't care
i wrote little blues, i didn't care, it all seemed so long, i didn't care
life was just nothing, i didn't care, i just hung out i didn't care

i didn't care, i didn't care, i didn't care
i was this close to jumping and i didn't care

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posted by pyramid termite