Young + Poorly
I've been walking down the Vegas strip
And as far as I can tell, it's still full of shit
But I'm like "What the hell,
Who am I to judge these people? Oh well"
I've been cruising down the barbwire beach
Looking for the babes, gimme one of each
Well I'm a scumbag, I know
Tube-socks high and I'm ridin' solo
Well I'd feel better on the sunken ship
Than I would here with my fly unzipped
And I feel cold in the universe, it's an ugly hearse
I'd be more at home on an astral plane
Smoking two joints just to hide the pain
But you don't know me, I'm too young and poorly
I've been listening to silent films
Where the hero dies and antagonist wins
'Cause I'm such a pessimist
You whisper in my ear and it sounds like this
"Baby, won't you please come a little closer? Let me eat my words
Screw all the booze and the alcohol 'cause I should be more mature"
Well I'd feel better on the sunken ship
Than I would here with my fly unzipped
And I feel cold in the universe, it's an ugly hearse
I'd be more at home on an astral plane
Smoking two joints just to hide the pain
But you don't know me, I'm too young and poorly
And as far as I can tell, it's still full of shit
But I'm like "What the hell,
Who am I to judge these people? Oh well"
I've been cruising down the barbwire beach
Looking for the babes, gimme one of each
Well I'm a scumbag, I know
Tube-socks high and I'm ridin' solo
Well I'd feel better on the sunken ship
Than I would here with my fly unzipped
And I feel cold in the universe, it's an ugly hearse
I'd be more at home on an astral plane
Smoking two joints just to hide the pain
But you don't know me, I'm too young and poorly
I've been listening to silent films
Where the hero dies and antagonist wins
'Cause I'm such a pessimist
You whisper in my ear and it sounds like this
"Baby, won't you please come a little closer? Let me eat my words
Screw all the booze and the alcohol 'cause I should be more mature"
Well I'd feel better on the sunken ship
Than I would here with my fly unzipped
And I feel cold in the universe, it's an ugly hearse
I'd be more at home on an astral plane
Smoking two joints just to hide the pain
But you don't know me, I'm too young and poorly
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Writer(s): Tanner Williams
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