Paws - Plans

Hello pilgrim, are you a listener or a preacher?
Could you really hear what they were saying about you from all the way back in the bleachers?
We spend half of our lives making plans with no intention of keeping them.
Humans are the only ones
kicking the proverbial seven shades of shit out of each other for fun.
Hey, I'm not paranoid, man and I don't want to blame the weather.
He's no first timer.
Not so courteous driver.
Death pill in your pocket.
Don't forget that you've got it.
I spend half of my life making plans with the sole intention of breaking them.
Humans are the only ones
set on smashing the proverbial seven shades of shit out of each until kingdom come.

Written by:
Eric Taylor, James Takacs

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