Muck Song

There's no reason to be here

There's no reason to leave

Sometimes all the directions are not clear

Until then just float along in the breeze

Sometimes all the causes for exit

Present themselves as Happiness's thieves

Take the people that bring you happiness

Make sure that you hear them everyday

Never doubt that you are indeed worth it

We use shame to sometime save our face

Never take things always purse them

Sometimes life is our greatest bank

The hour is near and I think we feel it

Southside has become replaced

Worms and dirt may seem so appealing

But you're just another human race