I am disposable, I know.
About the way I look, how laughable, I know.
But what I really am you will never ever know,
Who I really am I will never ever show.
What I am my friend that’s what I choose to be.
You say I’m stupid, but stupidity is bliss.
That only the things I know are all I’m gonna miss.
The ones I for are all I want to know.
You can put your jokes on me, that’s all you ever see.
I’m glad that I’m the one for your self-confidence to grow.
Anyway we are heading to the same.
You will end in a grave, like I will too.
You will end in dust my friend, the same dust that I am.
And when you end in time, how laughable I am.
When we end in time how laughable we are.
When we end in time how hilarious we’ll be.