The past does not matter
But sometimes it does
You can look back to the good
And learn not to do the dumb stuff
You can never get back
The ones who died
That's a sad fact
F*ck death, and f*ck life
But that's just one side
Another part of me likes the ride
Even when dealt with bullshit
We just have to roll with
Not sure where the future will take us
Maybe to eat at McDonald's
Or could be to a dead end job
How about that sweet Heaven, like your Mom's
Just keep it moving
But find time to sleep
If you absolutely can't, then
Hydrate your butt and move your feet