Milk a Dollar
Subconsciously scratching out my eye balls
I'll start your lighter on accident just know that
Go back return it, I'm just that kind of person
No I'm lying, I'm sorry that's mine now
Start rambling ranting that's scandalous marvelously slandering everything that's happening
Try to count to ten I get lost around seven
Look kind of disheveled, yelling like a rebel
White knuckle it till you snap start chuckling
Knees buckling, fuck it that's just one thing after another
In a pile of problems got my demons got my goblins
Bout to pop, start screaming and head starts bobbling
Damn shame we're trapped in the system of constantly working still lacking ambition
Feeling hungry I'm lacking nutrition, slacking around zoning out in the kitchen
Smell bad and I suppose I'm proud
Overdrawn and might be out of a job now
Stressed with a bead of sweat on my eyebrow
I turn the lights out when I light up my nice loud
Ooo what am I gonna do
I'm at a dysfunctional junction trying to gather the gumption to do something new
Milk a dollar, make it last till tomorrow
It'll cost you extra when I'm driving with the cargo
Got so much shit on my plate, it'd break the ceramic
Now I'm cutoff feeling stressed
Damnit
You'll never understand my angst
The yank my chain, the bug in my drink
Empty stare I have I don't care when I'm mad
Do you maybe, please baby, got a spare square I can drag
Confiding inside my own mind I can't find it the timings just fine that's sarcasm yet pride
I'll start your lighter on accident just know that
Go back return it, I'm just that kind of person
No I'm lying, I'm sorry that's mine now
Start rambling ranting that's scandalous marvelously slandering everything that's happening
Try to count to ten I get lost around seven
Look kind of disheveled, yelling like a rebel
White knuckle it till you snap start chuckling
Knees buckling, fuck it that's just one thing after another
In a pile of problems got my demons got my goblins
Bout to pop, start screaming and head starts bobbling
Damn shame we're trapped in the system of constantly working still lacking ambition
Feeling hungry I'm lacking nutrition, slacking around zoning out in the kitchen
Smell bad and I suppose I'm proud
Overdrawn and might be out of a job now
Stressed with a bead of sweat on my eyebrow
I turn the lights out when I light up my nice loud
Ooo what am I gonna do
I'm at a dysfunctional junction trying to gather the gumption to do something new
Milk a dollar, make it last till tomorrow
It'll cost you extra when I'm driving with the cargo
Got so much shit on my plate, it'd break the ceramic
Now I'm cutoff feeling stressed
Damnit
You'll never understand my angst
The yank my chain, the bug in my drink
Empty stare I have I don't care when I'm mad
Do you maybe, please baby, got a spare square I can drag
Confiding inside my own mind I can't find it the timings just fine that's sarcasm yet pride
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Writer(s): Elliot Krull
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