I don't wanna take out loans,
I don't wanna be at home,
I don't wanna say goodbye,
And I don't wanna be alone
I just wanna stay inside
I don't know how or where I'd hide,
And I don't wanna suicide
But I'm getting sick of life.
I wake up every morning
Feeling like a sack of shit,
And it don't matter
if it's pouring outside
Cause I'm so sick of
all the fallacies and galaxies
I make with all the sticks I find
And words that rhyme, I try to cry
I tried to mind my pessimist
But consciousness is closing in
And my resolve is wearing thin
Impulsiveness is my illness
And demons like to listen in
I'm falling through the corridor
Of all the things that I adore,
I open doors and find a corpse
But I ignore it, of course.
Yeah I ignore it, of course.
Yeah I ignore it, of course.
I just wanna spend the night,
I just wanna stop the fighting,
I hear inside my head
I just wanna hold you tight
I just kinda feel uneasy
When it approaches evening,
There's monsters in my bed
And there's no
one that can save me,
lately, I've been feeling crazy,
Numbers in my head:
I'm counting student
loans and babies,
Maybe, I'll be looking
'round for daisies
To put upon my coffin
I'll be buried in shortly
I wake up every morning
Feeling like a sack of shit,
And it don't matter
if it's pouring outside
Cause I'm so sick of
all the fallacies and galaxies
I make with all the sticks I find
And words that rhyme,
I try to cry
I tried to mind my pessimist
But consciousness is closing in
And my resolve is wearing thin
Impulsiveness is my illness
And demons like to listen in
I'm falling through the corridor
Of all the things that I adore,
I open doors and find a corpse
But I ignore it, of course.
Yeah I ignore it, of course.
Yeah I ignore it, of course.