morphine.

I'm free now to direct a movie
sing a song, or write a book about yours truly
how I'm so interesting, I'm so great
I'm really just a fuckup and it's such a waste
to burn down these walls around me
flexing like a heartbeat
we don't like to speak
don't talk to me for about a week
I'm sorry, it just hurts to explain
there's something going on that makes my guts ache

I got guilt, I got fear, I got regret
I'm just a panic-stricken waste I'm such a jerk
I was honest, I swear
the last thing I want to do
honest, I swear
the last thing I want to do
is ever cause you pain

I'm free now
free to look out the window
free to live my story
free to sing along

I'm free now to direct a movie
sing a song, or write a book about yours truly
how I'm so interesting, I'm so great
but I'm really just a fuckup, it's such a waste
to burn down these walls around me
flexing like a heartbeat
we don't like to speak
don't talk to me for about a week
I'm sorry, it just hurts to explain
there's something going on that makes my guts ache inside

I got guilt, I got fear, I got regret
I'm just a panic-stricken waste I'm such a jerk
I was honest, I swear
the last thing I want to do
honest, I swear
the last thing I want to do
is ever cause you pain

nobody fucking understands.

You know, it's like, ah, you know,
it's just a, it's just a, it's just a different thing,
you know, it's just, uh, it, because, you know, it's like, you know,
there's no real way you can put your finger on what that is,
you know, because it, whatever it is, you know,
some things we have to pass over, you know the,
you know it's like, you know it's just, um,
but that, that's the deal....

Everyday I wake up feeling this way
I take it downtown
With all the action going down
Stike your match, strike your match
Cook it up

I'm feeling so sick
I feel so fucking sick
On the bathroom floor

Gotta get out and get right
Hustling little girls
Cheating little boys
Yeah

Gotta get out
Gotta get out and get right
Gotta get out
I gotta get out no more
No more, no more
I gotta fuck

I'm feeling so sick
I'm feeling so sick
On the bathroom floor
I'm feeling so sick
No more

Yeah

I'm feeling so sick
I feel so sick
No more





i washed my sheets today. your smell is gone, but your memory lingers. nobody fucking understands. i go to bed thinking, spend my nights dreaming, and wake up to my heart and soul being eaten. nobody fucking understands.