The Sprinkle Boys & LumbeRoss & Valhalla Kid - Goddamn Lyrics

I'm f*cked up
I don't know what year it is
I don't know who's beer this is but it's mine now
Trying to find a place where I can hide out
Got a lot of demons that I like now
Hope that by the morning they will die out
Will I ever get to calm this high down? Let's find out
Reaching on streets and I'm manic I'm feeling fantastic
I need to just breathe in and crash and the seasons are passing
The beer never lasts and the weed turns to ashes
I'm seeing the madness, f*ck, okay, don't think I'm not seeing the madness
I know that I bleed like an addict
I need you to believe I can hack it

7th beer of the year when a day's like a century
I pretend to be all I'm meant to be
Eyes spinning fast as I search through my memory
My sinning caste is consumed by its lechery
Set between serenity and obscenities
Accessaries of my un-conscious reverie
My trajectory's getting the best of me
I'm tenderly, softly kissing my enemies

OK I can listen man, I think I can, my eyes stay focused on the ceiling fan
I'm healing and repeating that nothing's felt more appealing
Than revealing that my broken mind's stopped
A couple of seconds are perfectly still
I quietly contemplate my need for will
Reflections of the mere thing in itself are now
Falling away just as fast as my health GODDAMN

I just need a minute outside
Promise that I'll be just fine
To all of the calls I rejected
I promise I promise you're not the exception