The Story So Far - Out Of It

Leaning on a bad knee
Don’t really wanna be with anyone
Can you hear in my key?
How can you not see it’s not always fun
Wait and score, speed back
Lock the door, just pour, I’m getting numb
Not enough, gimme more soda
Soaking through the floor of 51

My appropriate opiate has me out of it
I can’t believe you’re still upset
Get over it and leave me alone

Glue me into my seat, spill onto my feet and let it run
‘Cause I am all that you need
The hunger I feed, my loaded gun always sore in my back
From the spine that I lack to really be done
That’s enough, no more barely breathing anymore

Ask me how did I let this get worse?
Dove through the mud for my verse
Tell me how many wounds can you nurse?
Dive into nothing headfirst

It’s holding on but barely by the edge
You always ask me where I go
I’m high now, I’ll hide it from you and her
My closest friends and everyone