I sat on a park-bench, lookin' the scenery I chew the fat with myself, surfin' in my mind Not an achiever but the time passes by I still have the same flu, but not the same bike I need to get back to live again, feeling the pressure gone To feel my back being scratched by another one Should I care about dirty words spat on my face Every time my background occupies my space? Yeah, I'm not gonna burn myself with hatred Not even once, I need some time to fix me up I will try to keep the guilt separated From my temptation of blaming it all on me Weirdo Underrated Boredom overwhelms me And the days seem like they're stuck Brand new false start Every morning I'm tired of feeling lonely On the outside there's a crowd Yeah, I'm not gonna burn myself with hatred Not even once, I need some time to fix me up I will try to keep the guilt separated From my temptation of blaming it all on me 5.47 pm Is the time of the vent Kinda blossom every time I can And the harshness comes to melt