People always lie

This is where I rest my case. Now, won't you rest your fist in my face. Why don't you hit me right in that place where it hurts and burns but the hurt is bad in a good way man. I'm high on drugs that no one calls drugs and my head is spinning in wild frustration. I'm a wildfire but I have no time for wild, I worry I worry child. Tunes keep me up, you keep me down. This is obvioulsy a stream of consciousness gone wrong.