I'm litter strewn about
detached internal ghetto way
thumb(?) infant death inertia
crowded streets with urine alleyways
affected more directed
to somewhere sometime delayed
Words often feel neglected
crumpled paper in a daze
a daze
a daze
my daze
the daze
a daze
the daze
go on and on (and on and on ...)
the daze
my daze
it's stays and stays
so everyday goes on and on (goes on an on ...)
With soupbone clear infected
ice the broth and feed the mass decay
world sickness so injected
microwave the tv dinner place
relate to simple concepts
right and wrong want more of yet wont pay
it's little known effect on
leading bye the nose towards a daze
a daze
a daze
my daze
the daze
a daze
the daze
go on and on
the daze
my daze
it's stays and stays
so everything goes on and on (goes on an on ...)
So with this? distraction
more and more(?)? away
toward the new extraction
life without the? reasoning
instead the? living
lower higher I accept the rage(?)
adjust the? fire
bring it on these other final(?) daze
On and on and on and on
the daze
a daze
my daze
the daze
On and on and on and on
a daze
my daze
the daze
a daze
On and on and on and on
my daze
the daze
a daze
my daze
On and on and on and on
a daze
the daze
my daze
a daze
On and on and on and on
a daze
my daze
the daze
a daze
On and on and on and on
a daze
(and on and on and on and on and on ...)
note - he might be saying "my days" instead of "my daze" in some places ... too close to call ...