random guitar

it's 'bout time to repent, your life's been out of content, you wanna choke on oblate, don't think about the long wait, you try to keep a good health, and make some sense with yourself, but still you feel so bizarre, to play this random guitar, you've got nothing to lose now, you've got nothing to lose, they say you don't comprehend, but still you'll fight to the end, you don't need a permit, all that you do is stay fit, you never search for answers, that would eat you like cancers, but still you feel so bizarre, to play this random guitar, you've got nothing to lose now, you've got nothing to lose, your dependence, and fascination, became the technology, that you were imprisoned by, you pull all kinds of tricks, just anything for a fix, spending time in your vault, your own decision and fault, all the time you'll get layed, you feel saved, still you feel so bizarre, cause you forgot who you are, you got nothing to lose now, you got nothing to lose