Kimochi Warui (When? When? When? When? When? When? When?)

Hey, Will, why don't you cut the shit

And tell me who you're fighting for?

If you're not taking care of yourself

Then what are you here for?

I used to think there was an answer

In the music of my youth

But I just read Brian Wilson's biography

And now, I know the truth

'Cause his father never loved him (and the band just wanted the money)

And Dennis was an alcoholic (who drowned looking for treasure)

And everyone who was around him (just gave him drugs and took his money)

He was dependent on social acceptance (just like every other human)

And now, I've got no one to pray to

And now, I've got nowhere to stay the night

And it's hard to be here at all

I have no faith in life

To leave me satisfied

I'll have these doubts and worries

Until the day I die

And I will not go to Heaven

And I will not go to Hell

I have no faith in death

To be anything at all

(I feel sick)

(I don't feel well)

(What a disgusting feeling)

(I don't like this feeling)

(How disgusting)

(This feeling sucks)

Some of these things are symptoms

And some of these are being human

And now, I'm torn between (and now, I'm torn between)

Trying to be a better man (trying to be a better man)

And trying to accept the man I am

The people that I've talked to (and the books that I've read)

And the TV shows, and movies that I've seen

Are all I have to turn to (to learn how to live)

But when? (When?) When? (When?)

When? (When?) When will I ever learn?