Honey, I'm Homeless - Remission: Impossible

Entanglement

I'm like a notch in my own bedpost
I'm so tired of throwing up
My mind races in the winter fog
I'm so ashamed of growing up
And now you're gone

And I'm so tired
Sing along
It's so exhausting being admired by myself

We rattle on about our "Past Lives"
I sit and wonder who I've been
I'm swimming through the malaphors
'Cause "One man's trash is another man's dead horse"
And now I'm gone

And you're so tired
Sing along
It's so exhausting being admired by yourself

So tuck me in
Tell me stories with these pages and my pen
Write me something that I'll read over again
So tuck me in
Tell me everything about you while I slip into this coma
And now I'm gone

And I'm so tired
Sing along
It's so rewarding being dead

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Writer(s): Brandon Matthew Smith
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