Im not awake
I cant awake
theres no escape
frome my mental state
i live to get baked
and ride the snake
in my mental state
Yes im to blame
i cant complain
this song is lame
Fnord im trapped
contant relapse
im gonna take a nap
any given conversation you would lie to me
this is no way to live devoid of honesty
lie in bed till tuesday searching for the words
lost my medications in a lighted room
my attention spans getting on my nervs
amputated fingers of the hand of doom
im not gonna make you cool
some will live covered in drool
im not gonna make you smile
after all after a while
im not gonna make you clean
bitter taste a bit obscene
im not gonna make you see
without light without me
im not gonna make a sound
they killed my dog they let him drowned
im not gonna make a scene
without night all is green
im not gonna make you mine
i lack the heart and the time
im not gonna make a statement
i was born to die in a basement
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