I am the one made for your amusement,
Listening to my Tool of escapism.
Laughing hysterically, my word lost meaning.
Because I was translating it drunk to you.
I am your amusement.
Drunk on happiness or happy with my drunkenness.
Tell me about luck, Ill write it down in my little notepad,
Observe you, detest you. Bored, you're ridiculous.
I was born for your amusement. Fuck me.
I don't mind, I can't feel anymore.