woke up this morning nothing has changed there’s still all this furniture I have to rearrange came back this evening been eating the same shit could you please show me somewhere where we could meet? is it true that we are living a life before we die? are you sure this is the right place for you to be tonight? why don’t you tell me the answer there must be one you know [I guess] why don’t you show me the meaning of this never ending mess?