Cole Sierra - Sad Loner Lyrics

I'm a sad loner
I'm not used to anything
I'm a sober stoner
Who lost his will along the way
I'm a head donor
I'm not sad, I'm not sad

I'm not sad
Includes my face and the case for my brain
I'm not mad
You're all chauffeurs driving me insane

I'm not mad, I'm not glad
I'm just overly involved
I'm not mad, I'm not glad
At all
At all
At all
At all

This thing about this evolutionary argument is that
You can sort of make the snake take its tail in its mouth, because
The escape is not into some science fiction future
It's into an archaic recursion of some sort
We, we once knew everything we need to know, so

A little backwards, a little forwards
To believe in yourself you need to
Go to hell again, fall in love again
It's all part of it all, see it's the truth

I'm not glad
I'm just overly involved
I'm not mad, I'm not sad
Go away
Go away
Go away
Go away