I look disheveled from my abuse
Against myself
My lungs
My young bright mind
Say what you will
Call it misuse
Inadequate
Ill-equipped
To cope with what sent me reeling
Falling on my face
I know time will do the healing
Still, I've been counting days
I was a mess you got that right
Put on a face, wear it throughout the day
Been doing things that you don't like
Don't ask me why
Cause I don't know
It all came without a warning
I'm growing scared
Of the habits that I'm forming
Cause I don't care
Burning holes in my pockets
Painting stains on my teeth
Bury myself another 6 feet deep
Love that like a hole in the head
Reminiscing of the past
Slowly running out of gas
Leaving trails on the ground
Feels like my shoes are made out of lead
I look disheveled from my abuse
Against myself
My art
My confidence
So turn your nose
Oh he's got issues
Well don't we all?
So to hell with all these demons
Just hanging around
My head is not your playground
So get on out
Run along now
Mike Kowalski - Disheveled Lyrics
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I look disheveled from my abuse
Against myself
My lungs
My young bright mind
Say what you will
Call it misuse
Inadequate
Ill-equipped
To cope with what sent me reeling
Falling on my face
I know time will do the healing
Still, I've been counting days
I was a mess you got that right
Put on a face, wear it throughout the day
Been doing things that you don't like
Don't ask me why
Cause I don't know
It all came without a warning
I'm growing scared
Of the habits that I'm forming
Cause I don't care
Burning holes in my pockets
Painting stains on my teeth
Bury myself another 6 feet deep
Love that like a hole in the head
Reminiscing of the past
Slowly running out of gas
Leaving trails on the ground
Feels like my shoes are made out of lead
I look disheveled from my abuse
Against myself
My art
My confidence
So turn your nose
Oh he's got issues
Well don't we all?
So to hell with all these demons
Just hanging around
My head is not your playground
So get on out
Run along now
Against myself
My lungs
My young bright mind
Say what you will
Call it misuse
Inadequate
Ill-equipped
To cope with what sent me reeling
Falling on my face
I know time will do the healing
Still, I've been counting days
I was a mess you got that right
Put on a face, wear it throughout the day
Been doing things that you don't like
Don't ask me why
Cause I don't know
It all came without a warning
I'm growing scared
Of the habits that I'm forming
Cause I don't care
Burning holes in my pockets
Painting stains on my teeth
Bury myself another 6 feet deep
Love that like a hole in the head
Reminiscing of the past
Slowly running out of gas
Leaving trails on the ground
Feels like my shoes are made out of lead
I look disheveled from my abuse
Against myself
My art
My confidence
So turn your nose
Oh he's got issues
Well don't we all?
So to hell with all these demons
Just hanging around
My head is not your playground
So get on out
Run along now
Writer: Michael Kowalski
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