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Waking up at the crack of noon Reminiscing of the times I'm waking up with you I should leave, sell my shit, make some kind of moves I'm lying to myself, I never leave this fucking room I gotta pile of shit I haven't addressed, head is a mess Check the 'scrip bottles, see if any are left There's nothing,nowhere. well let's not even go there I'm lucky if I wake up, let alone care 'Cause there's a fine line from who I am and who I wanna be Amazed at what I find when I look within honestly Honestly, it feels like I'm waiting to die Watch the days pass by, what's it mean to be alive? And I've been killing time, going to bed with the sunrise I got this feeling I won't make it to twenty-five It's a far cry, know we all got hard times But these long nights got me feeling like I wanna die Leave my body by the liquor store I'm an asshole, let me die slow It's too late for me, can't you fucking see I dug my own grave, let me fucking be Leave my body by the liquor store I'm an asshole, let me die slow It's too late for me, can't you fucking see I dug my own grave, let me fucking be Letras de cancionesDon't even try to feed me all that "life is what you make it" Pull up to your 9-to-5 and smile or try to fake it But when you're in your bed alone I know you fucking face it One day you'll meet your maker and you'll see your life was wasted The reaper creeping slow, I know you see him when you dreaming You posted at a party but he's in the dark scheming And you keep telling me that life has some sort of meaning So sorry if I'm pessimistic but I don't believe it I'm a fuck up, motherfucker I'm sick of tryna find myself in others I'm sick of seeking love, I'd rather suffer I'm sick of life, I put that on my mother Yeah I'm a fuck up, motherfucker I needed you, you left me in the gutter The saddest part is that I really loved her On a sinking ship, I wave as I go under Leave my body by the liquor store I'm an asshole, let me die slow It's too late for me, can't you fucking see I dug my own grave, let me fucking be Leave my body by the liquor store I'm an asshole, let me die slow It's too late for me, can't you fucking see I dug my own grave, let me fucking be I'm a fuck up, motherfucker I'm sick of tryna find myself in others I'm sick of seeking love, I'd rather suffer I'm sick of life, I put that on my mother Yeah I'm a fuck up, motherfucker I needed you, you left me in the gutter The saddest part is that I really loved her On a sinking ship, I wave as I go under From Letras Mania