Two drinks down then another round
crashing in the same town
my parents found when they were still in love
two more days till I leave again
gave up cus you always win
maybe I can just pretend that I'm settling down
I'm a thief, I'm a liar, I'm a fake
never take what I deserve it's my mistake
two more months till I'm home and I'm sick of wasting all my time
maybe I'm just stale and I can't admit
over analyze, never sympathize
I don't really care tonight
rotting in these streets
grinding up my teeth
drink until I feel alive
a sick old soul with a cardboard box for lungs
not the religious type but I spoke in many tongues
I'm a dead man, dead man walking
I'm a dead man, dead man talking
I've tried to be a good man
tried to keep my thoughts in check
my father was always right and my mother was a train wreck
I'm a sick fuck, a sick fuck with good luck
a sick fuck, a sick fuck with good luck
over analyze, never sympathize
I don't really care tonight
rotting in these streets
grinding up my teeth
drink until I feel alive
