Let Me Worry About What I Do

i felt the reality of life
when i first held it in my hand
crazy shit i found out
the fallen in my pocket coudn't understand
nothing works with a plan
maybe that's why they aren't here
so when i pour my drink on the floor
it's something more i hold dear
a breath from my lungs
is more than a chemical reaction
but i'll treat it like it is
reduce thought process to a fraction
that's what you expect from me
or at least what you express to me
like im lost with future extacy
you will never get the best of me