Does anybody really know the secret
Or the combination for this life and where they keep it?
It’s kinda sad when you don’t know the meanin’
But everything happens for a reason (everything happens for a reason).
I don’t even know what I should say,
‘Cause I’m an idiot, a loser, microphone abuser.
I analyze every second I exist,
Beating up my mind every second with my fists.