Two seasons spent shivering in thick winter coats
An awful, arid summer spent stuck between coasts
A myriad of nervous breakdowns
A web of country roads
My bones haven't thawed out yet
Burnt-brown skin stretched across a frozen mess
I swear I sweat my heart out of the open, desperate pores
Dotting my skin
Stuck in the mud more than ever this year
A pit of routine mired deep in despair
One can only work so long at something
Antithetical to your soul
And each day takes its toll
I'm a vicious, seedy misanthrope
Seems like every morning I wake up
The scene outside my window is uglier than before
I got a few years left to walk this world
I'm too reckless and stupid to ever grow old
I will rot, and I'll rot early
A consequence of my rash behavior
I'd like to spend those years with you
If I can, I know I'll die much easier
I'm looking forward to leaving sometimes
But not once to leaving you behind
And I'd trade my tongue for a child with you
But I'm afraid she'd grow up reckless and stupid too
And why would I bring another person
Into this awful, f*cked up world
A circus of carnivores
Eating one another
One of these days I'll just be
Blood red meat inside of someone else's gnawing jaws