You're barely getting by with your half-hearted attempts.
You pass part of the test, and fail the rest.
Because the things you know, you also know so half-heart,
you join mass murder parties cause you hear it's a trend.
That's when all the fun ends. When the funds end.
That's when the people who were your friends turn their backs all the sudden.
Then I have to take a breath for a second.
Before I wreck the impression with my confusing expression.
Because I know the way I do the things I do,
might cause a situation or an excessive reaction from you.