His desperation, or ignorance, drives him to try and solve emotion with logic.
Indecisive? Only for a little while.
Caught in a crisis, then I crack a little smile.
I found a way to be happy - try to subdue the stains.
Gonna do what I want now. Guess I got shit for brains.
I made up my mind. Now I don't know what it wants to be.
There's not enough time.
Idiot? Yeah, that's me.
Yes, I know I'm a loser because I throw it in your face.
Looks like I got no future. No longer run in the race.
I try at finding some meaning.
I have a fist full of dirt, because that is all I respect now . . . and it's losing it's worth.
I know I'm wasting time, but now I think there's no such thing.
I think I lost my mind. Apathy? Yeah, that's me.
Ain't no comparing. No, I won't complain.
It's all entirely different.
It's all completely the same.
I got a question anyway because I'm losing faith.
All I got is hope now.
It doesn’t show on my face.
I made up my mind.
I know I'm wasting time.
I've done too many things.
Failure? Yeah, that's me.