hey
how am i
i’m doing fine
guess i’m alright
i thought
about going out
but not without
my second doubts
driving out with
a pack of newports
goodbye statie
goodbye statie
but when i say i’m busy
that’s not what i mean
it’s that i’m in my bed
staring at a screen
and i’m too fucking doped
and i’m too fucking doped
to go out anywhere like you’d hoped
hey
how am i
i’m doing fine
guess i’m alright
i thought
about going out
but not without
my second doubts
driving out in
the two door wrangler
goodbye statie
goodbye statie
head down face down doing lines
coke on the dash and you're feeling fine
and now they’re looking in with flashlights just to see
there’s nothing wrong just me being me
but now you're in the trunk
yeah you're in the trunk
and we're on our way
to the middle of the woods
with my head in the clouds
and my nose full of white
can’t fall asleep i’ll stay up all night
coked out fucked up walking like a tweaker
had to take your pulse i can feel it getting weaker
and it’s so fucking cold
and it’s so fucking cold
you left with my bag and our only bowl
head down face down doing lines
coke on the dash and you're feeling fine
and now they’re looking in with flashlights just to see
there’s nothing wrong just me being me
credits
from reality,
released November 30, 2018
original cover art by brent roman-finnegan
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