Down In The Dumps Can Of Worms
isolation guarded with a high head & a warm beer
I'm living within this conditioned fear
put more in the pipe and say f..ck it to life,
cuz I'm living a lie, I'm stuck in last nite, before &
today I'm wishing my sorrows to just go away.
I'm robbing & stealing and crossing it all out
and I still can't remember what it is I doubt?
so horde all the rest of this lost f..cked up mess,
a mumbled word or two, what the f..ck do I do?
