What can I say ? Two thousand thirteen's on the brain And although I think I've gone insane There's really no-one left to blame Except for me And All The Thoughts I Thought I Thought About And all things in between Like working out and losing weight and meeting friends and making dates and finding a great job before it's too late And it's strange to think that my appearance hasn't changed and that my friends are getting smarter every day but I am just fading away I think that lately it's been too Simple To bow out of a situation small enough to make a Ripple soft enough to make a Trickle And yet I find myself inside the same Pickle With learning ...