Lose My Number

I am pushing forward but I can hardly breathe
The stench of whiskey is stained on my teeth
I tried to bring it to your attention before
I guess I'll have to say this shit again
This world's a dirty place
Better get it through your fucking head

I bet you're entertained
It's easy when the brain is dead
Everyone forgot your name
A few years since it's been said
I can't take another fucking second
I just wanna know when this will fucking end
"Discipline is a tragic chore",
I remember that was what you said

Here we go again
Don't call collect
Don't call collect
Don't call collect
I won't pick up

Several times I heard you
Shitting out your fucking mouth
Yeah drug abuse might distort you only when refracting sound
Thanks for the fucking lesson
onomatopoeia around this fucking empty town
Get ready to throw it away 'cause everything is coming around

Here we go again
Don't call collect
Don't call collect
Don't call collect
I won't pick up

This scapegoat's straining
My back is sore
Lose my number you disgusting whore

Here we go again
Don't call collect
Don't call collect
Don't call collect

So now you wanna be friends?
Well that's too fucking bad
Don't call collect
Don't call collect
Don't call collect
I won't pick up

This scapegoat's straining
My back is sore
Lose my number you disgusting whore



Credits
Writer(s): Michael William Kimak, Patrick Mulligan, Zachary William Coffey
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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