| Waking up at the crack of noon
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| Reminiscing of the times I'm waking up with you
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| I should leave, sell my shit, make some kind of moves
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| I'm lying to myself, I never leave this fucking room
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| I gotta pile of shit I haven't addressed, head is a mess
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| Check the 'scrip bottles, see if any are left
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| There's nothing,nowhere, but let's not even go there
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| I'm lucky if I wake up, let alone care
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| 'Cause there's a fine line from who I am and who I wanna be
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| Amazed at what I find when I look within honestly
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| Honestly, it feels like I'm waiting to die
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| Watch the days pass by, what's it mean to be alive?
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| And I've been killing time, going to bed with the sunrise
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| I got this feeling I won't make it to twenty-five
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| It's a far cry, know we all got hard times
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| But these long nights got me feeling like I wanna die
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| Leave my body by the liquor store
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| I'm an asshole, let me die slow
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| It's too late for me, can't you fucking see
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| I've dug my own grave, let me fucking be
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| Leave my body by the liquor store
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| I'm an asshole, let me die slow
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| It's too late for me, can't you fucking see
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| I've dug my own grave, let me fucking be
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| Don't even try to feed me all that "life is what you make it"
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| Pull up to your 9-to-5 and smile or try to fake it
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| But when you're in your bed alone I know you fucking face it
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| One day you'll meet your maker and you'll see your life was wasted
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| The reaper creeping slow, I know you see him when you dreaming
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| You posted at a party but he's in the dark scheming
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| And you keep telling me that life has some sort of meaning
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| So sorry if I'm pessimistic but I don't believe it
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| I'm a fuck up, motherfucker
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| I'm sick of tryna find myself in others
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| I'm sick of seeking love, I'd rather suffer
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| I'm sick of life, I put that on my mother
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| Yeah I'm a fuck up, motherfucker
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| I needed you, you left me in the gutter
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| The saddest part is that I really loved her
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| On a sinking ship, I wave as I go under
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| Leave my body by the liquor store
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| I'm an asshole, let me die slow
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| It's too late for me, can't you fucking see
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| I dug my own grave, let me fucking be
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| Leave my body by the liquor store
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| I'm an asshole, let me die slow
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| It's too late for me, can't you fucking see
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| I dug my own grave, let me fucking be
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| I'm a fuck up, motherfucker
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| I'm sick of tryna find myself in others
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| I'm sick of seeking love, I'd rather suffer
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| I'm sick of life, I put that on my mother
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| Yeah I'm a fuck up, motherfucker
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| I needed you, you left me in the gutter
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| The saddest part is that I really loved her
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| On a sinking ship, I wave as I go under |