کم‌رمق

Please be still, the ants are dreaming Please be quiet, the skull is speaking And the wind will blow away your paper crown And the lonely sun and moon will still shine down

My heart is pounding as I stare at the wall It's my turn to be jealous; now, I don't stand so tall In fact, I'm pretty stupid; I'm feelin' small Anger and coffee, feeding me

There's a lover in my heart Killer in my hands Whiskey on my breath Someone handed me a ladder And for the longest time I've been climbing Tryin' to get to the bottom Tryin' to get to the bottom Someone reached out and gave me their hand And for the longest time I've been tryin' to dislodge my teeth My life's a piece of shit that got stuck in my shoe And I've been grinding that stink into the dirt for a long time now