I’ve got too much on my mind to pass up the chance to get high, I tried to express my reasons but instead they wonder why.
And the more I hide these feelings the harder it is to try, but I wanna break away from this hellhole and tell these shitty thoughts goodbye.
Maybe it’s time to move along maybe I’m pursuing things too soon, I tried to have a little taste but instead I chose to lick the spoon, and now I’m just feeling bland all day blaring some Sun Kil Moon.
But I am young and my heart is numb, and I need more time to make things undone.
And maybe one day when I’m done being dumb, I might find that there are better things to come.
So let’s fuck shit up tonight and feel alright, until we’ve seen the rising sun.
Lately things have turned to shit, but I’m not complaining, I’m admitting it.
The white on the walls feels more bland every day and I’m drowning in a sea of of golden, salty lines and the more I try to swim, the more I waste my time.
Because nothing strong enough is gonna push away the pain, and I’ve tried to find new feelings but they all end up the same.
And I can’t find a fucking glass big enough for a fix, and the more I look for one, the more I think about who I miss.
So to all the girls out there that are quietly reading this, let’s go grab a smoke, a drink and do all the things I can’t resist.