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Lately I've been feeling something
But I don't know what it is
I can't define anything,
Or ask for help with it
I feel lackluster, heavy in the head
And all these people on the T.V say I'm
Better off, better off, better off dead
I feel lazy and delusional
I don't even make my bed
I position all my belongings in a line upon my hand
A clover, well that's just my luck
Guess I'll just roll over
I'm on pins and needles to see your truth, such as it is
Well my minds on fire and my beds so wet but I lay my head in it
And still I keep my kin and spend my wares again and again
I'll sell my self I'll sell my head, head, head, head, head
And concerning my delusions
My castle made of sand
I position all my belongings in a line upon my hand
Maybe I'll find something new
Some shiny thing in the darkest place I could think to look into
Cause every day is a waste
A waste in a bad dream
My suffering.
Oh clover, well that's just my luck
Guess I'll just roll over...
I'm an artist



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