psychobabble

i prayed heaven today / would bring its hammer down on me / and pound you out of my head / i can't think with you in it...

though i'm passed one hundred thousand miles, i'm feeling very still. snap out of it. they say everything can be replaced my fucking left foot. you're not making any sense. why is it every time i stop to think i feel wrong? man up, there's some one knocking and you're life is waiting. plus, you love this kid. every fool knows a dog needs a home. tonight was amazing. you were out. you were busy. you must have yelled "i love college" 12 times. how do you know i won't fail?

...something always takes the place of / missing pieces you can take / and put together even / though there's something missing.