It's getting dark and cold outside and I'm wondering how I will survive. I've lost my nerve; I'm hyperventilating and all these dark thoughts are accumulating.

Let me tell you a tale of sorrow; sitting at home alone one drizzly Friday night at around 1 o'clock, Saturday morning. I was sitting at home alone and waiting impatiently on my beautiful blonde-haired girlfriend getting in that door. She went and left me all alone for the evening and I had no idea when or if she'd ever return. It was round about that time that I cracked into a big bottle of beer and stuck on a cathartic playlist recommended to me by my bushy-haired friend. It only made me feel worse. I'm home alone again; sippin' down icy cold ones listenin' to sad songs. The seconds feel like days, the minutes begin to feel like months, the hours begin to feel like years. Sitting here drinking on my own, waiting for you to come back home. As the night was growing old, I decided to give her a ring on her telephone but she never answered. By this point, I began to fear the worst. I grew paranoid that she might have ran off into the arms of one of those sleazy fuuuuuck boooyyys with an enormous ego; or maybe she'd been abducted by one of those despicable gangland members of the Divit young team. It was anyone's guess really. I grew more weary; I was so tired I decided to go to bed. Maybe she'd turn up in the morning; if not, then... fuck. I'm home alone again; sippin' down icy cold ones listening to sad songs. The seconds begin to feel like days, the minutes begin to feel like months, the hours begin to feel like years. Sitting here drinking on my own, waiting for you to come back home. Sleep Paralysis As I lie here, out of bed and crashing out on the couch, my head starts to spin as I drift mid-way to unconciousness and then suddenly I sense a presence of something or someone else in the room that shouldn't be there. It's a semblance of you, furious that I sat up late and didn't go to bed hours ago. I pretend that you're not there and act asleep but also find I'm paralysed with fear or something else I can't explain. I can sense you approaching me about to violently waken me, yell at me and put me to bed. I try to wake myself up but I can't move a muscle or even make a sound. You're getting closer now, I can feel it yet I'm still frozen. You're about to lay your hands on me but before I know it, you're fiercely spinning me around in the airspace of the living room. I'm light-headed and nauseated and all of a sudden you throw me onto the floor. I come to and realise I'm completely alone. Disorientated, I hoist myself from the couch, turn off the T.V. and go to bed like I know I should.

The clock's forever ticking yet still time's running out. There's always new beginnings though all beginnings have an end. Living in the moment though still scared what lies ahead. Life's full of contradictions so why bother question anything? We're searching for the answers to the questions we can't comprehend. What's the meaning of existing? What's the point in asking questions? Everyone wants to find themselves but are looking in the wrong places. Just be happy and content with the love that we have for one another. Life is unpredictable; anything could change. Don't take loved ones for granted, you never know when they could be gone. You could be left wondering if you had done things differently but in the end, it's just the way it is... then you have to accept that the moment's gone and you can't rewrite the past. A life without regrets would sure be nice but it's implausible. The fragility, it gets to me but in the end that's it. You then cease to exist... cos in the end that's it. It's a tired cliché; it sounds so passé but love, not hate will satisfy us till our demise. I have all the love for all my friends and family. Searching for the deeper meaning though it stares you in the face. The love that we share for one another in the end is the only thing that matters. Don't let it slip; don't let it get you by because without love there's only death. Life is unpredictable; anything could change. Don't take loved ones for granted, you never know when they could be gone. You could be left wondering if you had done things differently but in the end, it's just the way it is... then you'll have to accept that the moment's gone and you can't rewrite the past. A life without regrets would sure be nice but implausible. The fragility, it gets to me but in the end that's it. You then cease to exist... cos in the end that's it. It's a tired cliché; it sounds so passé but love, not hate will satisfy us till our demise.

Sad Alcohol Here I go again; my mind turns blank because I have had way too much alcohol. Now I'm spewing up all over your new rug; don't blame me I swear it was the alcohol. I'm sorry if I don't catch your name. Can you tell me your phone number again? Tell me about yourself some more, before I fall and hit the floor. Falling over on the bathroom floor. Here I am again trying to get in with you; please ignore me, I've drank so much alcohol. Passed out on a bed with nothing but planks; that's what happens when I've had some alcohol. I'm sorry if I don't catch your name. Can you tell me your phone number again? Tell me about yourself some more, before I fall and hit the floor. Waking up with black paint on your face. I'm sorry if I don't catch your name. Can you tell me your phone number again? Tell me about yourself some more, before I fall and hit the floor. Next weekend we'll do it all again. The Butt Butt Song [Feat. Buttons the Cat] Butt Butt; my lil' Butt Butt. You are so fluffy and I love you. Butt Butt; my lil' Butt Butt. You are so fluffy and I love you. Butt Butt; my smelly Butt Butt. You are so stinky but I love you. Butt Butt; my lil' Butt Butt. You are so fluffy and I love you.