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I'm feeling awful surface boundI'm begging you to cut me down, I just keep forgettingthe shit we lost that takes up spaceif I've got guts to show my facerunning round the bend for a seasonal change in the headfor a reason to get out of bedwe're burning daylight oh so carelesslyput the weight on meI've got a crown I wear around, but I've never worn it outI just keep forgettingI was king of the couch, I reigned for twenty-eight daysbuilding mountains of clothesmaking pillars of platesthe days always ebb and flowyou never let me knowwhen the fog is liftingI was cherished by most but my memory won't lastthe potted plant on the porch is an ashtray at best From Letras Mania