Boring Lyrics

Again we come to nicotine

Get that fucking shit in me

Better than xanax for nerves

But I can't fucking sleep

Again we come to anxiety

And disarray of the mind

I do not deserve another fucking line

Again we come to stimulants

And society that runs on them

Is coming down soon

Have you felt the monsoon

I can feel it in my joints

Light one please there's the point

For it's an endless loop

With no way out

There isn't anything else to do

But scream kick buckle shout

Again we come to nicotine

To erase these thoughts in my brain

I try ecstasy ketamine

Maybe next it's novacaine

Again we'll come to killing me

Without creating misery

For anyone but me

I do not need help see

Because I can get out of it

Because I know I'm in it

And I'll stop using in only a minute

I promise

But it'll still invade my brain

Straight up until and to the day

I die and I am released

From my mind it makes me so queazy

My head spins

Death will be still

So until that fucking win

I'll drink my swill