Lyrics
Biting my clothes to keep from screaming
Taking pills to keep from dreaming
I want to break something important
I want to kick my dad in the shins
I was referring to the present in past tense
It was the only way that I could survive it
I want to close my head in the car door
I want to sing this song like I'm dying
Heavy boots on my throat, I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
I can't talk to my folks, I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
All of my fingers are froze, I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
Only one change of clothes, I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
My head is, my head is, my head is
Stay inside all this winter
Filling out forms from a busted printer
I want to talk like Raymond Carver (an advertisement cries out)
I want to turn down the goddamn TV ("he should have gone to Jared's")
Binging on the latest sitcom (sitcom)
Feeling guilty every second it's on
I want to put my foot through a window (I document my mind loss)
I want to romanticize my head, fuck (through instruments of wordplay)
Heavy boots on my throat, I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
I can't talk to my folks, I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
All of my fingers are froze, I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
Only one change of clothes, I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
My head is, my head is, my head is
My head is, my head is, my head is
Let's burn this house down
Let's burn this house down
Let's burn this house down
Let's burn this house down
Let's burn this house down
Let's burn this house down
Let's burn this house down
Let's burn this house down
