Josh Hazelden - Splinter Lyrics

Just a simple minded punk
No fun if I'm not drunk
This conversation's bleak
So where's that headrush that I seek?
I'm crawling through thick mud
But my eyes, they'll never never flood
And time, it takes its toll
With expanding big black holes

There's a splinter upon my finger
Could I squeeze or tweez it out?
A splinter upon my finger
Infects me 'till I black out

I'm sinking through the floor
Now life itself's a chore
So lend me your spare hand
To pull me up from this quicksand

There's a splinter upon my finger
Could I squeeze or tweez it out?
A splinter upon my finger
Infects me 'till I black out

But you don't know me
And I don't know me
No I don't treat me like I used to treat myself
You don't know me
And I don't know me
No I don't treat me like I used to treat myself