Let's get f*cked up and die
I'm speaking figuratively, of course
Like the last time that I committed suicide
Social suicide
Yeah, so I'm already dead
On the inside but I can still pretend
With my memories and photographs
I've learned to love the lie
I wanna know what it's like to be awkward
And innocent, not belligerent
I wanna know how it feels to be useful
And pertinent and have common sense, yeah
Let me in, let me into the club
'Cause I wanna belong
And I need to get strong and if memory serves
I'm addicted to words and they're useless
In this department
Let's get f*cked up and die
I'm riding hard on the last legs of every lie
And the BMX bike of my life is about to explode
I'm about to explode
I'm a mess, I'm a wreck
I am perfect and I have learned to accept
All my problems and short comings
'Cause I am so visceral, yet deeply inept
I want to thank you for being a part of my
The forget-me-nots and marigolds
And all the things that don't get old
Is it legal to do this? I surely don't know
It's the only way I have learned
To express myself
To other peoples' descriptions of life
I'm afraid I'm alone and entirely useless
In this department
Let's get f*cked up and die
For the last time I'm feeling, we'll try not to smile
As we cover our heads and drink heavily
Into the nights, that?s no shocking surprise
I believe that I can
Overcome this and beat everything in the end
But I choose to abuse for the time being
Maybe I'll win but for now I've decided to die
Sister soldier, you've been such
A positive influence on my mental frame
If I could ever repay you, I would
But I'm hard up for cash and my memory lacks initiative
Goddamn, the liquor stores' closed
We were so close to scoring
It hurts, it destroys til it kills
I am tired and hungry and totally useless
In this department