Lyrics

Operation how to not look high And I am barely scraping by Nothing you say will register in my head Can't you see my god damn eyes? If anything comes out of me I will be so surprised I haven't felt the urge to open my mouth for quite some time Cause I've got nothing to say I only work this job cause I got rent to pay And friends are confusing cause they always fade I need a break from all this shit I swear I'm not okay Contemplating on the cost of life And if I'm wasting all my time It's hard to say if I'm okay or if I've finally lost my mind Don't even worry I made sure to bring all of the supplies We're getting fucked up until we can't think of a reason why A disaster on display Like some kind of masochistic masquerade A party favor for my pity parade Doesn't look all that pretty when it's on display
Writer(s): Nick Geller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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