Blackout
Was that a sarcastic cough
Seems pretty pointed for someone who gets off
While sitting on the toilet
Looking at the type of girls who you have always avoided
You're piss drunk on your money
Showing off to everybody
The rug underneath you is gonna get pulled out
Yea bitch whatcha gonna do now
The only drunk that you'll gets
From the change you exchanged
That you found underneath you're fucking mask
Don't ask how I know
But you know that I know
That we're all gonna burn where we go so
Selling drugs is the closest that you've ever felt to capitalism
Until you started collecting a paycheck
Got spent on everything but the rent
We all went straight back to our habits
Once stripped of our natural habitat
And I don't think we're ever going to change
It's clockwork
Reaching new lows
By hitting new highs
It's clockwork
Poison our minds
Just to pass time
It's clockwork
Then you're expected to change
But you were born a bit deranged
A little strange A little awkward
But the shit goes on like clockwork
You refuse to act your age
It's everyone else who's insane
We live in this abyss of shit
And I don't know how we put up with it
Life expectations are so low
Every day moves slow
Every year just passes quick
And we never do shit
Just dig a ditch and fill it with
The dreams and ambitions we had when we were younger
Sober Dumber
And you thought adulthood would be an endless summer
Haha bummer
Work, Eat, Sleep, Repeat
Pray to god on your knees
Work, Eat, Sleep, Repeat
Why won't he answer me
Work, Smoke, Sleep, Repeat
Always aim to please
Work, Smoke, Sleep, Repeat
Stress is getting to me
Work, Smoke, Drink, Repeat
Give in to the disease
Work, Smoke, drink, Repeat
Like all humanity
Drugs, Smoke, Drink, Repeat
What's coming over me
Drugs, Smoke, Drink, Repeat
I can not see clearly
Drugs, Drink, O.D., Die
I guess this goodbye
Drugs, Drink, O.D., Die
Blackout these stormy eyes
Seems pretty pointed for someone who gets off
While sitting on the toilet
Looking at the type of girls who you have always avoided
You're piss drunk on your money
Showing off to everybody
The rug underneath you is gonna get pulled out
Yea bitch whatcha gonna do now
The only drunk that you'll gets
From the change you exchanged
That you found underneath you're fucking mask
Don't ask how I know
But you know that I know
That we're all gonna burn where we go so
Selling drugs is the closest that you've ever felt to capitalism
Until you started collecting a paycheck
Got spent on everything but the rent
We all went straight back to our habits
Once stripped of our natural habitat
And I don't think we're ever going to change
It's clockwork
Reaching new lows
By hitting new highs
It's clockwork
Poison our minds
Just to pass time
It's clockwork
Then you're expected to change
But you were born a bit deranged
A little strange A little awkward
But the shit goes on like clockwork
You refuse to act your age
It's everyone else who's insane
We live in this abyss of shit
And I don't know how we put up with it
Life expectations are so low
Every day moves slow
Every year just passes quick
And we never do shit
Just dig a ditch and fill it with
The dreams and ambitions we had when we were younger
Sober Dumber
And you thought adulthood would be an endless summer
Haha bummer
Work, Eat, Sleep, Repeat
Pray to god on your knees
Work, Eat, Sleep, Repeat
Why won't he answer me
Work, Smoke, Sleep, Repeat
Always aim to please
Work, Smoke, Sleep, Repeat
Stress is getting to me
Work, Smoke, Drink, Repeat
Give in to the disease
Work, Smoke, drink, Repeat
Like all humanity
Drugs, Smoke, Drink, Repeat
What's coming over me
Drugs, Smoke, Drink, Repeat
I can not see clearly
Drugs, Drink, O.D., Die
I guess this goodbye
Drugs, Drink, O.D., Die
Blackout these stormy eyes
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