Siphon
Open my eyes
Roll out of bed
We're all out of drugs to keep the thoughts from our heads
You say you're fine
I know that you're not
Put it inside and let our veins rot
But I'm moving forward
And you're moving on
Hesitate to separate, but this is all wrong
And I know you think
I fucking hate you
But really I just don't know what else to do
Cause lately
It feels like there's no one to save me
I'm all alone in the life
I'll never do anything thing right
I never do anything right
Well here we are in Atlanta, moving through our early week
Monday's forecast calling for a lovely day all across north Georgia
Lower 80's, low humidity. It feels really nice... Really nice...
The good news is, that won't last too long
I'm In too much pain
To get out of bed
If it's all the same then I'd rather be dead
If I eat at all
I'm gonna get fat
Throw it back up, there's nothing wrong with that
Don't you know
And I miss you
But not half as much
As I know you miss them when you're out of drugs
But I am no saint
A sinner as well
I'll see you again maybe, one day in hell
It's all in my head
I know it's not fair
I said I would call and then
I wasn't there
I fucked up again, still what I do best
I Can't feel the fucked up heart beating
In my fucked up chest
Because lately
It feels like there's no one to save me
I'm all alone in the life I'll
Never do anything thing right
I never do anything right
I never do anything right
Roll out of bed
We're all out of drugs to keep the thoughts from our heads
You say you're fine
I know that you're not
Put it inside and let our veins rot
But I'm moving forward
And you're moving on
Hesitate to separate, but this is all wrong
And I know you think
I fucking hate you
But really I just don't know what else to do
Cause lately
It feels like there's no one to save me
I'm all alone in the life
I'll never do anything thing right
I never do anything right
Well here we are in Atlanta, moving through our early week
Monday's forecast calling for a lovely day all across north Georgia
Lower 80's, low humidity. It feels really nice... Really nice...
The good news is, that won't last too long
I'm In too much pain
To get out of bed
If it's all the same then I'd rather be dead
If I eat at all
I'm gonna get fat
Throw it back up, there's nothing wrong with that
Don't you know
And I miss you
But not half as much
As I know you miss them when you're out of drugs
But I am no saint
A sinner as well
I'll see you again maybe, one day in hell
It's all in my head
I know it's not fair
I said I would call and then
I wasn't there
I fucked up again, still what I do best
I Can't feel the fucked up heart beating
In my fucked up chest
Because lately
It feels like there's no one to save me
I'm all alone in the life I'll
Never do anything thing right
I never do anything right
I never do anything right
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Writer(s): Brady Ponder, Steven Clayton Roney
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