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.