Get Lost In The Tall Grass

(álbum: Things I Won't Get Sued for - 2018)

Check my pill bottles now they hollow I ain't no damn Role model
Not the one to follow with heart so full of sorrow I know
That I should really just go
Leave this world on my own
Find a new place to call home
Where I don't feel so alone

Where the hell am I I been driving all fucking night I don't know
Surrounded by phony homies claiming they know me but they don't
If you wanna see the real me just pop in my somewhat cd get lost in the memories and say hey if you see me, whoa
I don't want to wait for the pain end
No heavens gates are gonna let me in
At least in hell, I'll see my friends
I'm 22 might be the last one dead

This is for the motherfucking letdowns like me
Only feel a little joy when we bleed
Never feeling alright no reprieve
All they wanna do is die on tv
To be infamous is my bliss 21st-century sid vicious till I kill my bitch and then slit my wrist just to make history

If you want to find me you can check my bedroom
Sleeping life away all I do
Just So I can avoid all of you
Don't motherucking tell me what I can't do
I don't want to work I just want to go Bezerk on the beat and make all these hits
Never die alone in an old folks home thinking how'd I end up like this?

Whoa oh ohhhhh