CHORUS Bugs in the kitchen and mold in the sink Chuggin' down the whiskey and you never stop to think What do we do tomorrow? Bugs in the kitchen and mold in the sink Chuggin' down the whiskey and you never stop to think What do we do tomorrow?
I think I've had enough of these misery's I've inflicted on myself drownin' in a beer can flippin' into hell but every single time I think I see a way Add a little bit of light at the end of tunnel It's like no ha! Got ya again There's just no escape from this labyrinth buried in mistake and dressed in self loathing Vomit and blood to crust up my clothing We've been drinkin' till we're not sure that we'll be alright Till we're worried that one of us might not make it through the night Now I'm over and I'm over now It was fun when I was younger but now I've got a path to chose either clean up and get down Or fuck up and tune out Cause playin' music's all I really know how to do
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I just wanna get some rest I'm oh so tired of bein' wired all the time And oh yes I can interact but there's nobody home behind these blood shot eyes And my brain is runnin' on empty And my nights are full of stupidity I'm a hamster runnin' in a ball at least the rat in the maze has a goal Cause I wanted to be like Bill Hicks or Van Gogh Drink absinthe shoot dope snort blow Cause I thought art was discovered in the altered mind But now I realize that clarity entices the muses just as much as the LSD I would use back in high school Now there's not as much time to kill But much rhymes to kill So wake the fuck up and pass the booze