In 17 hours
I'll be faded on the porch
Smoking cigarettes with people I don't like
Asking myself questions
Don't want to know the answer to
I'll take my time
With a serpentine smile
I'll be screaming out profanities
With hatred in my lungs
Telling myself lies
Don't want to find the antidote
This poison tastes fine
My face is pins and needles
Needless to say
Caught up in something evil
But I said what I needed to say
In 17 hours
I'll be older than I am
My silhouettes a person I don't like
Asking myself questions
Don't want to know the answer to
I'm running out of time
In 17 hours
I'll be making memories
With roaches on the couch
Sifting through pages
They are filthy and baseless
For something I said that makes sense
My face is pins and needles
Needless to say
Caught up in something evil
But I said what I needed to say
I said what I needed to say
I said what I needed to say
What is it called?
When everything's wrong?
These bastards have sold me out again
My face is pins and needles
Needless to say
Caught up in something evil
But I said what I needed to say
I said what I needed to say
I said what I needed to say
Caught up in something evil
But I said what I needed to say
I said what I needed to say
I said what I needed
I begged and I pleaded
I said what I needed to say