Fuel For The Fool

Fuel For The Fool
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Andrew Defrederico - 2022 Apr 10 17:09


He wakes up to his life
Everyday passes by as years
Fleeting disaster as he cries
These tears into moonshine

No one knows who he is
He's just a monster
He wreaks what he owns
And blessed is he who frowns
At the sight of him
In disrupt insomniac hours

He's a fool who needs fuel
Give him fuel, for he is a fool
And pickled is his life
He's ridden of getting a wife
For the fuel makes him a fool
And no one can change his mind

Hours upon hours, days end
Walking during midnight
In this dangerous fun land
He haunts the graveyard of the dead
Creeping on you to be a friend
Of his own demise
Share it with you
And you will die, he cries
Nothing left in life to do
But

Be a fool for the fuel
And in time's own strewn out
Fancy ways to funky
He's skinny, not chunky
Bleeding the fuel as he falls
Down on the floor
What's news is not more
As he falls to the pit of the floor

And he wakes up to realize
Not the pain and suffering he disguised
But the remnants to feel sorry
They're gone, gone away
In these times of forgotten days
What he remembers is not just
But just a reminder to what is he must
And must he decides without
Loud at midnight, screaming and shouts

I need fuel for I am the fool
Who walks in unknowing contempt
I don't own, I rent
believe me when I say
I am a fool for the fuel
I need fuel for I am the fool
And misery dawns on me
But still, I drown myself in this shining sea
For I am the fool

I'll get there, don't I worry
On the dot of the clock, I hurry
Just one more fix
Just one more collection
That I can't keep
Keep it together
I'm doing all right
The store is close
And I'm open for business
It's in my sight
I can get more than most
And I won't be a mess
For I'm just a fool
A fool for the fuel
Of this insane mind unrest