I hate my old life, my old house 

The cigarette stained walls

I just can't get out

I hate the next day my next paycheck isn't coming soon enough 

And all my friends they tell me life just isn't fun but I want it fun again

Wait!

All my actions are based on my pain and my head is fucking killing me!

What's that you see crawling through the desert!

Wait! I can't see what bullshit you've come up with

So just go back to sleep!!

And beat it when you wake up!

Nothing left to eat besides!

these drugs!

 you've scraped!

You've scraped!

You've scraped!