I'm not afraid to fail, got time but I hate the smell
When I stop to sniff the rose thorns sent me straight to hell
been on this raft for weeks, no sign of help or a beach
I lose sight of the bigger part and I'm really layin' on the air bed at Sean Martin's
bleedin' and starvin, lookin for a niche nothin' to carve in
except my left arm which is already scarred
and I'm not them or a mare I'm a dog s*** in the garden
haters are so dumb and plus they don't gotta front for us
especially me about to jump in front of a bus
I bought a plot, but I won't tell you where I'm buried
leave your debit card over my eyes so I can pay for the ferry...
[chorus]
every mornin' I just lay in bed cuz I don't wanna wake up
pick my stupid face up give my s*** away or take it from me anyway
even if I go away I will never go away...
My skin is changin' I'm becomin' what's inside of me
You guys should start a band call it four girls that lied to me
you want me in looser jeans, more opinions less a*******
why you lookin' at my legs? That line's from Wes Eisold
Goes from good to bad, from bad to f*****' worse
she said she wouldn't judge me then the gavel fell from her purse
My brain left me in PA, departed DC,
then begged me to take it back cryin' in a bar in CT
life is so strange, so is god with games
the one wrapped tightly around me like a dog with mange
kicked me in the stomach I s*** myself in the d*** street
left for dead wanna be knocked out like that but can't sleep...
[chorus]
every mornin' I just lay in bed cuz I don't wanna wake up
pick my stupid face up give my s*** away or take it from me anyway
even if I go away I will never go away... [x2]
I lay and lurk with kooks, pain hurts but suits
what if Ian Curtis would've climbed down from the noose?
that's what I thought that dangled from my neck in amazement
struggled to undo hangin' myself in my own basement
sometimes I think I should be more private keep it secret
but the open book of my life isn't really worth readin'
cover to cover, there's something pointin' towards leavin'
don't give a f*** what you think when you finish I'm not breathin'
you think the world of a girl and she becomes your world
and then you lose your grip regardless of what you curl
clean yourself up you get laid more great work Columbo...
truth is she just f***** me cuz I'm bro's with D. Palumbo...
[chorus]
every mornin' I just lay in bed cuz I don't wanna wake up
pick my stupid face up give my s*** away or take it from me anyway
even if I go away I will never go away... [x2]
When I stop to sniff the rose thorns sent me straight to hell
been on this raft for weeks, no sign of help or a beach
I lose sight of the bigger part and I'm really layin' on the air bed at Sean Martin's
bleedin' and starvin, lookin for a niche nothin' to carve in
except my left arm which is already scarred
and I'm not them or a mare I'm a dog s*** in the garden
haters are so dumb and plus they don't gotta front for us
especially me about to jump in front of a bus
I bought a plot, but I won't tell you where I'm buried
leave your debit card over my eyes so I can pay for the ferry...
[chorus]
every mornin' I just lay in bed cuz I don't wanna wake up
pick my stupid face up give my s*** away or take it from me anyway
even if I go away I will never go away...
My skin is changin' I'm becomin' what's inside of me
You guys should start a band call it four girls that lied to me
you want me in looser jeans, more opinions less a*******
why you lookin' at my legs? That line's from Wes Eisold
Goes from good to bad, from bad to f*****' worse
she said she wouldn't judge me then the gavel fell from her purse
My brain left me in PA, departed DC,
then begged me to take it back cryin' in a bar in CT
life is so strange, so is god with games
the one wrapped tightly around me like a dog with mange
kicked me in the stomach I s*** myself in the d*** street
left for dead wanna be knocked out like that but can't sleep...
[chorus]
every mornin' I just lay in bed cuz I don't wanna wake up
pick my stupid face up give my s*** away or take it from me anyway
even if I go away I will never go away... [x2]
I lay and lurk with kooks, pain hurts but suits
what if Ian Curtis would've climbed down from the noose?
that's what I thought that dangled from my neck in amazement
struggled to undo hangin' myself in my own basement
sometimes I think I should be more private keep it secret
but the open book of my life isn't really worth readin'
cover to cover, there's something pointin' towards leavin'
don't give a f*** what you think when you finish I'm not breathin'
you think the world of a girl and she becomes your world
and then you lose your grip regardless of what you curl
clean yourself up you get laid more great work Columbo...
truth is she just f***** me cuz I'm bro's with D. Palumbo...
[chorus]
every mornin' I just lay in bed cuz I don't wanna wake up
pick my stupid face up give my s*** away or take it from me anyway
even if I go away I will never go away... [x2]