Now I've been jaded and wasted
Ill fated, forsaken
The last 2 months of life have been so f*cking complicated
I'm sayin...
I don't know if I can make it man...
I'm sayin...
I really f*cking hate it
My head is left to dread the road ahead and then descend now
Because I'm forced to lay upon my messy made bed now
I'm sayin...
I'm being pulled apart it's ceaseless
I'm sayin...
And I cannot put back the pieces
In true time and fashion I'm a bastard
Timing bad or I'm just after
Punishment that's fitting for all of my crimes of passion man
I'm sayin...
There's nothing that'll make it right
I'm sayin...
So here I am another night
Of alcohol and pills
Of messiness and spills
Of my regret with all intent to overflow the fill
I'm sayin...
I'll feign alive for living's sake
I'm Sayin...
Unsure if I can catch a break
Can I Catch a break again?
Just another break again
I bet if i had a break again
Probably just break again
Can I catch a break again?
Will I catch a break again?
I just want a break...