song3

i've got to shape up

my friends will put on make up

we all are looking pretty

the other boys will crave us

hats off to the drunk girls dancing

class off on a thursday midnight

hands soft from the overdrinking

tank top and i finish off bud light

that mean i been cased in the center i'm fine

cases of alcohol define that place where i find

peace in the world where the girls all talk about nothing that's fine

yeah i be talking about nothing that's fine

i don't wanna speak to your feeble mind

and people find

that meaning in things so little that i don't really want in my life

i stay real thin throwing up

every night i'm growing up

just leave me be so i be me and you be you

and we believe that

i will drink up anything and i'll drown myself

the night that i don't remember

i will breathe through everything and i'll choke myself

the carbon gas is my contender

let's do a kegstand

and all my exes i will text them

and every second's like the next one

waiting for somebody else dressed up yeah dressed up

i need to get my head checked

a room full of bitches is so empty

everybody blends

huh

everybody's tense

and everyone is the same

same

same

lookin for someone to bang

bang

bang

uh brains filled with substance

pockets of lint

one cent

and my brains spilled on jessica's tongue

um

my brains filled with fuck it

ya

ya

ya

what you say

say

say

uh

blah

blah

blah

i need a paid vacation

mainly because i don't even know where i'm at

the walls are melting

i don't even where i land

wake up in the midst of a crowd

with a fist full of loud

and some shades over my eyes

uh

mainly because i don't even where i stand

so tall and healthy

i don't even know where i crash

wake up in the midst of a crowd

with a fist full of loud

and some shades over my eyes

uh

and i'll drink up anything and i'll drown myself

the night that i don't remember

and i'll breathe through everything and i'll choke myself

the carbon gas my contender

ohh

yeah

my contender

ohh

yeah

my contender

oh oh

yeah yeah yeah

oh

and as the night climb up

i tie myself a knot and try until my time's up

why do i have to time myself when time itself is only man made up

i strive and climb and hike my shit

try reach the top

and i reach the spot

and i repeat this each week

knees weak and deep in seas

where i speaking not

i climb up

i tie myself a knot

and try and tell my time up

why do i have to time myself when time itself is only man made up

i strive and climb and hike my shit

try reach the top

and i reach the spot

and i repeat this each week

knees weak and deep in seas

where i speaking not