The World Is Ugly, I Want Wine
Strep by Strep
I get another night without much rest
Stuck belly up for at least a week
My skin aflame can't even stand the sheet
I'm taking barefoot winter walks
Just to feel something
Then it's a flat circle back
To feel this idiot nothing
Then it's a flat circle back
To feel this idiot nothing
Then it's a flat circle back
To feel this idiot nothing
Fray by fray
The seams get looser on this mask each day
My knees are cracking but they aren't that weak
It's just my heart has finally lost the beat
I'm working on a new scar
Just to feel something
My clothes are smelling like an old bar
My liver is bluffing
Then it's a flat circle back
To feel this idiot nothing
I'm traumatized over a carnival prize
I get on the bus to see my favorite band
Gather with family that don't really understand
I'm putting God in my bloodstream
Just to feel close to alive tonight
I am the heavy steps back up the stairs
Back to the sheetless twin I do not care
There are many like it this one's mine
The world is ugly I want wine
Days go by
Hope's carried off by a tsetse fly
Me and the moon we both got plans to cry
Stalagmite tears collect and calcify
Lying on the floor blissed out
Flashback to coverage of another crackdown
Walking uphill in a surgical gown
Reminisce 'til I'm a crumbling house
I get on the bus to see my favorite band
Gather with family that don't really understand
I'm putting God in my bloodstream
Just to feel close to alive tonight
I am the heavy steps back up the stairs
Back to the sheetless twin I do not care
There are many like it this one's mine
The world is ugly I want wine
I'm very very lived in
I'm very very lived in
I'm very very lived in
I'm very very lived in
Lying on the floor blissed out
Flashback to coverage of another crackdown
Walking uphill in a surgical gown
Reminisce 'til I'm a crumbling house
I get on the bus to see my favorite band
Gather with family that don't really understand
I'm putting God in my bloodstream
Just to feel close to alive tonight
I am the heavy steps back up the stairs
Back to the sheetless twin I do not care
There are many like it this one's mine
The world is ugly I want wine