The Rains

You were born with a choice at least so i'm not dropping any sympathy and in my head i'm on the porch buildings across the street from me living lives too complete for me faces far too sweet for me hey, these are the rains you read about (and it's all coming down) and I can't discredit beggars cause I for one have begged I.e. dear world please leave me alone dear world please find me a home and i'm not asking for a lot FUCK, i'm only wanting to slip through the pavement, christ these are the rains you read about