Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Skinner
Performer
Aaron Corcoran
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Corcoran
Songwriter
Lyrics
I scoop the cracks where the milk's turned black
Sour chunks of putrid gunk
Avoid it all if you threw it down the jacks
But they dump it down the sink
Gather in the gutter let it fester and stink
Paranoid run my hands through my hair
Blood stain, vomit, and phlegm on the chair
Asking every time why the time won't fly by
Cause I'm a nice guy
I live a nice lie
I say it's complicated
To spill your guts out and stare at what you have created
I wanna feel the motion keep it all inside
I confide in all this black erosion
What's it all worth? What have I got to lose?
A scab mutated from the scum in a bruise
She tells me I should stop sleeping in my clothes
Filter out the frequencies all I hear are lows
I wait around and I try to, I try to
I try to wait it all out but the doubt has integrated
I say hi burst open my eye stye
Not one for the goodbyes
Man I'm such a bad guy
I'm wasting away
She asks if I feel better I'm puking on her sweater
But I'm functioning just fine
Don't feel nothing whatsoever
Slowly waste away
In the gray
Another lie, another day ('nother day)
She asks if I feel better I'm puking on her sweater
When I say I'm feeling fine cause the truth just might upset her
Barely know myself
Throwing rocks to break my smile
Abnormally upbeat in the face of my denial
Barely know myself
Do you know yourself?
Cause I don't really know myself
Do you know yourself?
I'm functioning just fine
Don't feel nothing whatsoever
Scrubbing all the puke from the stitching of her sweater
Paranoid run my hands through my hair
Blood stain, vomit, and phlegm on the chair
Asking every time why the time won't fly by
Cause I'm a nice guy
I live a nice—
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