Place to bury bone   Time to crawl in hole   I lay and wait,   But by then it's too late.   Better off undisturbed.   I lie...   Shall I interfere,   or just leave things be,   or shall I dig a Furred Grave?   My achievements bring happiness,   your absence brings loneliness   It's hard not to hate what brings us apart.   I lie... I give and give,   but return unsatisfied,   Is the grass greener on the other side?   Without a choice   But to carry on, my never ending quest   For the best of both worlds.   Am I sick?   Should I fit in your little click?   Should I trade what makes me tick?   For a slap in the Face?   Am I sick?   Should I fit in your little click?   Should I trade what makes me tick?   For a slap in the Face?