Week Knees - Bud the Weiser

I wanna be alone, I wanna spend all day at home
I wanna lay down in my zone, watching nothing on my phone
So what's the matter if I just lose myself for a few more months?
Walk to the voice instead that tells me that I am dead
If I don't do this thing right now
Even if I don't know how
Even if I don't know why
All I can do is try
I gotta go outside, explore the field and the grass behind
The driveway where my car is parked, so full of empty fast food cups
There's a dead mouse on the rocks, its death must have hurt a lot
I'm wondering if he died when I pulled my car back in last night
If he wont turn his fucking brights off
I swear to god I'm gonna swerve off
If I can't wake myself up right now
I don't think that I'll ever learn how
I fucking wish I could just go out to the surface
Be so type-A, not demure
Wish my fucking confidence would spew from every orifice in my face until
I was someone new

Written by:
Joe Setlak

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