I'm finished with my run,
And I'm glad that I can state it,
Because now that it's finally done,
I'm at ease enough to relate it.
That I've stopped seeing my shrink,
(Not on medication any longer),
So that when I feel myself sink,
I've got the tools to make myself stronger.
So I'm ready to conform,
(But it's not that easy to perform),
What do you do when you're not out whoring?
It's all of a sudden so terribly boring.
And I find myself in front of the tv all night,
and I don't want to play and I don't want to write.
And I do my best to numb my brain from thinking,
Because the minute I don't, I can feel myself sinking.
So, I'm a regular, socially up-standing man,
I wear a smile and a jacket and tie.
And I try to follow sports whenever I can,
So I can feign your interests (but it's really a lie).
'Cause I'd rather be out,
And up and about,
Or at least I watch porn and masturbate,
And do things society would alienate.
But I'm finished with my run,
It'll probably kill me to have another one,
So I'm finished with my run,
It's over now but man, was it fun.
