Imprimer - Paroles Mania

Held in a bong hit sitting in a
Hot tub in south Wisconsin.
I feel amazing when I'm all alone
Switching between porn and Robocop.

Turned off my cell phone, drank a bottle
Of wine and read a Cometbus and
Passed out naked, shriveled.
Stumbled to bed in a fucked up sleepwalk.

I got so tired of discussing my future
That I've started avoiding the people I love.
Evenings of silence and mornings of nausea.

I heard the worst news ever in a
Bathrobe of off-white terricloth
Translated by technology from
Your voice extremely inaccurately.

I got so tired of discussing my future
That I walk through my life like I'm the only one
With evenings of silence and mornings of nausea.
Shake and sweat and don't throw up.

Cleaned up the empty bottles
Let the smoke out through chilly windows.
I used the stationary bike.
I watched the end of Price is Right.
Ordered and egg white sandwich and I
Drove south through mid-day traffic while I
Called up some folks I truly love and
Hung up after they said "Hello."

From Paroles Mania