Nature Vs. Nurture

And it begins, I toss and turn

But things can't be much worse.

Hurry up and wait, its got me movin' in sync

Just by you, and the loaded things we sing.

You're gonna miss, gonna miss, gonna miss me someday.

You're gonna miss, gonna miss, gonna miss me someday.

The siren sings, to pull you in,

As things are wearing thin.

The time it takes, before the rain,

Let me introduce myself, my name is Fate.

You're gonna miss, gonna miss, gonna miss me someday.

You're gonna miss, gonna miss, gonna miss me someday.

You gotta take you're time with things like these,

I'll bet you wanted someone to ask her out on a date

For things that don't exist, They just don't make sense.

So much ???

April 5th, I arise with chapped lips

And the babbling nonsense over the TV's dull hiss

The events of April 4th align just a little more

Than the infatuated roar of the kids across the street

Though they speak not to me, they go deeper then my worry

With a friend of a friend who at a bar last night told me that they loved me

But it must've been the Bacardi

Some things seem too good to me.