Hot Mess

Out on the lash and I'm having a bash
At getting my numbers up
Fixing my hair and slicking my stare
It's all in the hope of a fuck
We go back to hers and I'm sensing the stirs
But I'm comatose over a spliff
So the lady rejects me it terribly vexes me
Why was she stroking my dick

Look in the mirror at the smoking hot mess
You bathe in a bathtub of your own distress
Your life is collapsing but you couldn't care less
Oh yes it's a man's life as right hot mess

Going to work and I'm feeling a jerk
And I hope they don't sniff out the booze
A couple more hours and I'm smelling the flowers
Of my upcoming infinite snooze
Look up at the door from down on the floor
And someone has etched out the end
I'm starting to shout, man, I've gotta get out
For I'm down at the lowest descent

Look in the mirror at the smoking hot mess
You bathe in a bathtub of your own distress
Your life is collapsing but you couldn't care less
Oh yes it's a man's life as right hot mess

Leering lurking lunging

Look in the mirror at the smoking hot mess
You bathe in a bathtub of your own distress
Your life is collapsing but you couldn't care less
Oh yes it's a man's life as right hot mess

I'm oceans away and unhappy to stay
Oh when is this month gonna end
It's all gone so wrong and the breakdown's so long
But I'm still being paid to pretend
How do they see me the people around me
At least I look good when I cry
I'm mentally stable it's just I'm unable
To kiss all my trouble's goodbye

Everyone hates me they're plotting against me
I don't even know where I am
I'm weak and I'm tired about to expire
This wasn't a part of the plan
I need to work harder to find my June Carter
Who'll hold me and take me to bed
Am I really as broken as many have spoken oh
GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY HEAD

Leering lurking lunging



Credits
Writer(s): Noah Redfield
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