Brian Huntress - Fuckin' Up

I have no idea what I want from you
You can bleed me dry Take whatever you want
I explore the thots that plague my day to day
They follow me wrapped in a cloak and holding a dagger

I know its fine to sit around and waste me time
I'll ignore my phone all day
Don't worry about me
I'll be okay
I know I'm fucking up
Yeah I know I'm really fucking up
I don't care I won't wash my hair
I'll probably die alone bleeding on the street somewhere

I've got a stack of books that I've read from front to back
My past self believed they captured a humanity I lacked
I create my own objects hoping they'll symbolize something I can't get back
A thousand keepsakes I should probably throw in the trash

I know its fine to sit around and waste me time
I'll ignore my phone all day
Don't worry about me
I'll be okay
I know I'm fucking up
Yeah I know I'm really fucking up
I don't care I won't wash my hair
I'll probably die alone bleeding on the street somewhere

Written by:
Brian Huntress

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