One

Chorus

 Cuz I don't wanna be like this,

 I've been running these streets

 for too long now, I've got nothing,

 that's true, but this song now.

 But the further I go,

I wanna go home.

Verse 1

I fuckin swear that I care,

 but it's hard when you stare into the bottom of a bottle that is empty and bare.

 Oh my desolate soul, in my desolate home, it's my desolate role, yeah I'm here all alone.

 I can't think of a reason to get the fuck out of bed, curtains closed,

 lights are off, am I alive or dead?

 I haven't shaved in a week, I always slur when I speak.

 Tolerance at it's peak, another fifth just to sleep.