Plan B This isn't breaking my back But my spirit You know that it is When you just take it And start to forget who you were It's not just the hours That feel so wasted I've wasted more than this When I used to just look For a way around everything I did it all to stay clean It was instinct This isn't hard on my hands And I wouldn't care if it was I'd rather not even think If I have to think Inside this other world This may be just what I need Keep everything separated I'll never really stay clean No way I can see This may be just what I need Keep everything It may be what I need But it's not what I want Anymore -Bubba Kadane