B.O.M.B.S.

I got drunk at board game night when everyone was sober
I won't go so hard next time or at least use a coaster
Do not pass go
Or take 200 dollars

I called out of work and lied about it to my boss
Video games are a terrible reason to take the day off
But all progress not saved
Will be lost

'Cause I'm back on my bullshit again
I don't have that many friends left
'Cause I'm back on my bullshit again
I don't have that many friends left
Right?

Why am I kind? I'm a coward in disguise
Why do I try to impress people I don't like?
Why do I criticize your shine? It's because I'm not that bright

And why is it necessary for my therapist to think I'm funny?
Why when I have a bad day I treat everybody shitty?
And why don't I learn my lesson 'til I've ruined everything?
And why
Am I
Not
More Wise?
I've made every kind of mistake
Should know better this time

I'm back on my bullshit again
I don't have that many friends left
I'm back on my bullshit again
I don't have that many friends left
I'm back on my bullshit again
On my bullshit again
On my bullshit again
On my bullshit

'Cause I'm back on my bullshit again
On my bullshit again
On my bullshit again
On my bullshit
'Cause I'm back on my bullshit again
On my bullshit again
On my bullshit again
On my bullshit
'Cause I'm back on my bullshit again
On my bullshit again
On my bullshit again
On my bullshit again



Credits
Writer(s): Arion Chamberlain, Dylan Wachman, Erik Button, Luke Gunn, Tommy Mcphail
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