Yeah, fuck
It's like finding religion on a motorcycle
I saw Jesus in the gutter tonight
Screaming at the sky that we're all a bunch of burnouts, burnouts, hey
How can I take care of myself?
I can't even keep a houseplant alive
Joey died in his living room, what a way out, way out
All my life, it's been like this
Up and down
I love myself then I wanna break the mirror
All my life, it's been like this
Lost and found
Every night I talk to God, but I know I'll never meet her
All my life, it's been like this
Up and down
I love myself then I wanna break the mirror
Fall asleep on a stranger's floor
Same clothes as the day before
Take it all till I got no more, I give it up easy, I'm a fuckin' whore
My crippling self-awareness
Bipolar, I love it, wait, no, I hate it
Yeah, I'm guilty of oversharing, oh well, oh well
All my life it's been like this
Lost and found
Every night I talk to God, but I know I'll never meet her
All my life it's been like this
Up and down
I love myself then I wanna break the mirror
Yeah, I love myself then I wanna break the mirror
All my life, it's been like this
Lost and found
Every night I talk to God, but I know I'll never meet her
All my life, it's been like this
Up and down
I love myself then I wanna break the mirror
All my life, it's been like this
Up and down
I love myself then I wanna break the mirror
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