Most Days I’m a Six
I'm only here because I heard your service was
Complementary and confidential
Yes, I've done this before, there was a stretch in high school
At the suggestion of an old friend
I took the questionnaire when I first came in
But answered with some reservation
Having measured my condition and intent
On a scale of one-to-ten
Most days I'm a six
And if some I'm a seven, well fuck, it's great
It's like biting your lip during a speech
And tasting the blood for a week
Or having to run a half-marathon
With shin splints and dirty knees
It's like hiding behind an open door
Stepping out and hip-firing
Or not being able to sleep through the night
And getting drunk on Listerine
It's like Heavy the Oar to They Who Are Tired
Heavy the Coat, Heavy the Sea
But when I hit the beach I'll remove my Kevlar
Cause I wanna die, but still be thought well of
Maybe I'll fight a little and put on a good show
But as a target I'll keep steady my skull
Yeah, when I hit the beach I'll remove my Kevlar
Cause I wanna die, but still be thought well of
Maybe I'll pray a little and talk to that Holy Ghost
Try and secure salvation for my soul
Cause I wanna die, but still be thought well of
I wanna die, but still be thought well of
It's like I wanna die, but still be thought well of
Complementary and confidential
Yes, I've done this before, there was a stretch in high school
At the suggestion of an old friend
I took the questionnaire when I first came in
But answered with some reservation
Having measured my condition and intent
On a scale of one-to-ten
Most days I'm a six
And if some I'm a seven, well fuck, it's great
It's like biting your lip during a speech
And tasting the blood for a week
Or having to run a half-marathon
With shin splints and dirty knees
It's like hiding behind an open door
Stepping out and hip-firing
Or not being able to sleep through the night
And getting drunk on Listerine
It's like Heavy the Oar to They Who Are Tired
Heavy the Coat, Heavy the Sea
But when I hit the beach I'll remove my Kevlar
Cause I wanna die, but still be thought well of
Maybe I'll fight a little and put on a good show
But as a target I'll keep steady my skull
Yeah, when I hit the beach I'll remove my Kevlar
Cause I wanna die, but still be thought well of
Maybe I'll pray a little and talk to that Holy Ghost
Try and secure salvation for my soul
Cause I wanna die, but still be thought well of
I wanna die, but still be thought well of
It's like I wanna die, but still be thought well of
Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Al-nimri
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