from radically moments of the last year, though either of these seem like constants in my life... seeing them next to each other seems complementary:
1.
I just want to make something unquestionably (for some people at least, for some time at least) good.
I don’t feel at home anywhere any more. I used to feel comfortable almost everywhere, or if not comfortable at least fascinated. I’ve become an outsider to my own life.
If everything taken out of context loses its clear meaning, I am pure nonsense.
2.
I got a name whose fame few remember
can’t complain
got a feelin kept me sane since September
can’t complain
got a game I been playin with growin pains
can’t complain
got distracted from shame by accepting me plain
can’t complain
got nothing to say cept the same ol refrain
can’t complain
