P.O.S

I thought of living for no reason I thought of wishing I was dead Sleeping on the hard floor was pleasing Cuz the cocaine that was spinning through my head A bottle of mezcal to put me right back where I started from A few hits of ecstasy if the bottom wasn't strong enough And I said Ahhhh And I said Ahhhh And I said Yeah yeah I'm just a piece of shit Walking around with my hand on my dick Getting numbed out I think I'm falling real quick I'm stuck and it's bound to be a fucked up life that's sucking me in I thought of calling you up again Tossing and turning in my head Instead I'm falling back asleep with my good friend gin Their goodnight kisses always were the best If I die I'll just keep singing I'm a piece of shit Walking around with my hand on my dick Getting numbed out I think I'm falling real quick I'm stuck and it's bound to be a fucked up life that's sucking me in I'm a piece of shit Walking around with my hand on my dick Getting numbed out I think I'm falling real quick I'm stuck and it's bound to be a fucked up life thats sucking me in So I said Ahhhh And I said Ahhhh And I said Yeah yeah I'm just a piece of shit Walking around with my hand on my dick Getting numbed out I think I'm falling real quick I'm stuck and it's bound to be a fucked up life that's sucking me in I'm still a piece of shit Walking around with my hand on my dick Getting numbed out I think I'm falling real quick I'm stuck and it's bound to be a fucked up life that's sucking me in