Anything

What can get me out of this state?
Stuck in a rut for eight fucking daya
No matter where i go
I still so your face and i
Just want to rid the pain
A couple bad ideas
Are all i can think of
Can't keep composure
Now my mind's too fucked up
And this girl who's name
I can't remember
Is keeping me from
Giving you a straight answer
I'm sorry honestly
What's the point in anything?
There is nothing I could do
To make me want to stick around another day
It's hard for me to sleep when I haven't done a thing
So i smoke 'til my mind stops spinning
I'll run this car way past empty
'til your face isn't the only thing I see



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Writer(s): Etho Pathos
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