Can’t escape it no matter how much that I try to break away from these everyday vices. I’m struggling now it doesn’t even matter somehow cause I can’t even seem to think straight. I dig myself a deeper hole embarrassed at myself for writing in metaphors, I know that there’s gotta be more to life than this but I can’t seem to ever figure it out!
Cuz all I can do is be true and try to talk it out, I know no-one wants to hear it but I’m down and out. I know that it isn’t right I just can’t help but get fucked up every night, cuz life is shit but it makes me feel ok.
I bummed a smoke and gave myself asthma, I bought a pack and I ended up laughing up blood. I feel so wrong that I can’t stick to my word, I’m drunk again after longing to be sober. Got no control I don’t know who I am anymore, I get real sick and puke on other peoples floors. No one can cut me off, at this point I don’t think that it’ll end, and I can’t even pretend!!!
Specializing in bright, sunny "bedroom rock español," this Brooklyn singer-songwriter puts a unique spin on lo-fi music. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 18, 2024