Fuck It All

Fuck it all
Fuck it all

Throw your shit on the floor where ever you want
Don't wash your sheets, Let the dishes pile up
Sit in the shower for over an hour till the water gets cold
Walk naked back to your room but on some dirty clothes
Leave the bottle of jack and the six pack right next to your bed
Don't charge your cell phone let the battery run dead

No one will find us we'll die in our bedroom
Fuck it all

We met for coffee and you told me to be happy
Wish you understood how, for some people, it's not that easy
She said You're so young friend there's so much life ahead
Wish I believed you, I'm afraid the next time you see me I'll be dead
There's nothing to live for, to die for, to try for
Stare at the ceiling until I fall asleep on the floor



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Gross
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