Kicks (2016)

Now I’m almost ready To give up my kicks Such an interesting thing That I wouldn’t try to make you stay I don’t get it Would I give up singing For a million pills Would I take ‘em off the shelf Think I’d rather tear pity astray For a living Felt a part of wanting Found my place in the mud Gave a phony offering Said I wouldn’t try to make you stay I don’t mean it I don’t mean it I don’t mean it I don’t mean it I don’t mean it