Two drinks down then another round crashing in the same town my parents found when they were still in love two more days till I leave again gave up cus you always win maybe I can just pretend that I'm settling down I'm a thief, I'm a liar, I'm a fake never take what I deserve it's my mistake two more months till I'm home and I'm sick of wasting all my time maybe I'm just stale and I can't admit over analyze, never sympathize I don't really care tonight rotting in these streets grinding up my teeth drink until I feel alive a sick old soul with a cardboard box for lungs not the religious type but I spoke in many tongues I'm a dead man, dead man walking I'm a dead man, dead man talking I've tried to be a good man tried to keep my thoughts in check my father was always right and my mother was a train wreck I'm a sick fuck, a sick fuck with good luck a sick fuck, a sick fuck with good luck over analyze, never sympathize I don't really care tonight rotting in these streets grinding up my teeth drink until I feel alive