im messing up more than i ever could
i lost the house even though i swore i never would
ive fallen down and i cant turn back
the bridges ive burned have turned
to an auburn ash
im a wreck, chaotic mess
a pile up on a highway bloody red
feel like im livin all at once
flashbacks sleepin in the swamps
im alone in the rain and cold
im in our kitchen our son he just turned 2 years old
now where am i? so far away
and i dont know i cant live another day this way
fall asleep on a long car ride
wake up states away still hope i die
cause youre there, not next to me
is this what i thought being free was like?

No Regertz! (God damn this hurts!)

i hate these types of songs
they remind me of you
i hate these types of songs
im telling you the truth
i hate these types of songs
cause i wrote them for you
it feels like im limiting myself
by falling for you
i hate these types of songs
im telling you the truth
you didnt do nothin wrong
i just wrote this for you
i hate these types of songs
they remind me all of you
it feels like im limiting myself
by falling for you
im out here for my self
i wont just share it with anyone else
im out here for my self
its so hard to care about anything fucking else
i hate these types of songs
i wrote them for you
and you didnt do anything wrong
im telling you the truth
i hate these types of songs
i wrote them for you
it feels like im limiting my self
by falling for you

I Hate These Types Of Songs

We're movin fast lets take it slow
Pack your bags Im ready to go
tie your boots or wait here
lets walk to the store for more beer

Can we please leave? (interlude thing)

Everytime I Get High I Want To Die

and Im sick of livin' this way
i cant seem to find the power to change
and you know i didnt mean to hurt you
i have no excuse for the things i shouldnt do
so ill try to escape this wretched dream
if i could just walk straight  i could find a better thing
but i stumble i trip til i fall
thats when you met me dear
oh i had lost it all
there was no love or life behind these eyes
my silver tongue disguised my wicked lies
and im still sick of the way i live my life
my reflection is a man i dont recognize
who the hell or what happened to you?
i suppose this is it, what am i supposed to do?
i can drink, lie, or fuck n' smoke 
dont have much choices
this lifes a fucking joke









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