No More Refills

Two times
I’ve been here before
And not like these things
Affect but sometimes
The process of thought
Can make me dream up
What I think are the equations
To the logical steps to
Purification of myself
The other day I stopped into
A coffee shop because
I was feeling deep
And I had time to ponder
Verbal stimulation
By acting so naive
Before my ignorance is called on
It’s almost time to leave
Name dropping authors
Of books that go unread
I think the caffeine is effecting
What’s running through my head, hey
Once again
It seems to never end
When all I wanted was a good time
Good time
To share with my friends
Philosophic prattle
That makes me go insane
A self inflicted situation
So I’m the one to blame
It’s what I need
Was just some sleep
Three times
I’ve been here before
And not like these things
Affect but sometimes
The process of thought
Can make me dream up
What I think are the equations
To the logical steps to
Purification of myself
It’s four A.M. and I can hear
The chirping of the birds
That come from outside
I guess that that’s a warning
Over winded poets
Whose banter make me sick
A metaphoric disposition
And their heads are just as thick
Random spoken words
Epidemic of Tourette’s
Spoken through the haze
From the smoke of cigarettes, hey
Once again
It seems to never end
When all I wanted was a good time
Good time
To share with my friends
Philosophic prattle
That makes me go insane
A self inflicted situation
So I’m the one to blame
It’s what I need
Was just some sleep
It’s what I need
It’s what I need
Which isn’t sleep
So I say «No more refills»
Once again
It seems to never end
When all I wanted was a good time
Good time
To share with my friends
Horrid starving artists
And their vision just as bland
Who feel the world is so below them
'Cause no one understands