this monstrosity, i'm sorry it's gory (piano punk)

ag waves to the vortex
i hit a bump, it's messing me up
it's okay, everything else is off
couldn't mold it n sculpt it if i hadn't made a mistake
what was the point in doin all those drugs/fornicating so much/feeling like shit
all for nothing? how bout sumin
so many don't understand life
take what you can get outta every experience, make it better than the original form
like clock work, there they go passing me by