We laugh, we cry Get way too high I'd rather be dead than not alive
Nails are dirty from scratchin' the surface I'll try almost anything once And I get in trouble, flirt with death a little Rather die young than go numb (Rather die young than go numb)
I know drugs are bad but I'm so fuckin' so sad And alone, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah) What's my calling? Everyone's got a thing I'm hangin' by a string, I'm fine
Sun shine through the curtains On the couch, I'm surfin' Still lookin' for my purpose (Purpose, oh) Feel alive when I'm dyin' I need what gets me the highest I'ma die tryna find it (Find it, yеah) We laugh, we cry Get way too high I'd rathеr be dead than not alive We laugh, we cry Get way too high I'd rather be dead than not alive
AC's broken, I'm wakin' up in a pool of sweat All my clothes smellin' like shit, beer and cigarettes Call me stupid, I'm careless, wounded and depressed But I can't be like them, no, no I can't be like them (Ooh)
I know drugs are bad but I'm so fuckin' so sad And alone, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah) What's my calling? Everyone's got a thing I'm hangin' by a string, I'm fine
Sun shine through the curtains On the couch, I'm surfin' Still lookin' for my purpose (Purpose, oh) Feel alive when I'm dyin' I need what gets me the highest I'ma die tryna find it (Find it, yeah) We laugh, we cry Get way too high (Ooh) I'd rather be dead than not alive We laugh, we cry (Ooh) Get way too high (Ooh) I'd rather be dead than not alive
Ooh, ooh (I'd rather be dead than not alive) Ooh, ooh
Compositores: Jordan Lutes (Jutes), Christian Michael Dold (Diamond Pistols), Julian Garcia ECAD: Obra #38451417