P.O.S

I thought of living for no reason
I thought of wishing I was dead
Sleeping on the hard floor was pleasing
Cuz the cocaine that was spinning through my head
A bottle of mezcal to put me right back where I started from
A few hits of ecstasy if the bottom wasn't strong enough

And I said
Ahhhh
And I said
Ahhhh
And I said
Yeah yeah

I'm just a piece of shit
Walking around with my hand on my dick
Getting numbed out
I think I'm falling real quick
I'm stuck and it's bound to be a fucked up life that's sucking me in

I thought of calling you up again
Tossing and turning in my head
Instead I'm falling back asleep with my good friend gin
Their goodnight kisses always were the best
If I die I'll just keep singing

I'm a piece of shit
Walking around with my hand on my dick
Getting numbed out
I think I'm falling real quick
I'm stuck and it's bound to be a fucked up life that's sucking me in

I'm a piece of shit
Walking around with my hand on my dick
Getting numbed out
I think I'm falling real quick
I'm stuck and it's bound to be a fucked up life thats sucking me in

So I said
Ahhhh
And I said
Ahhhh
And I said
Yeah yeah

I'm just a piece of shit
Walking around with my hand on my dick
Getting numbed out
I think I'm falling real quick
I'm stuck and it's bound to be a fucked up life that's sucking me in

I'm still a piece of shit
Walking around with my hand on my dick
Getting numbed out
I think I'm falling real quick
I'm stuck and it's bound to be a fucked up life that's sucking me in