asking to pick sides as
you're picking through my lies
I'm too deep for all these puddles and the point gets pretty muddled.
I stood staring at dark tides
disassembling my cries
now I reap through all my grottoes
all my seeds I plant in bottles.
doctors understand me
and prescribe me to feel pitty
but this beat sounds really pretty and I'm getting really gitty
Japan was really pretty the gutters weren't gritty and the cigarettes they taste like sex but I digress I'm feeling really shitty
my best friend's on the mend
and I want him to be near
I wanna fucking beer
but then I'll never see the end.