Oct 6, 2017
“I drove drunk last night, home I’m disgusting No one showed, now I’m Feeding the glutton What a drag, what a joke, I’m a t.v. trope And I spent the night alone Slipping in and out of consciousness Tapped out of my own existence Got my fingernails caught in the shag of the carpet Watching some old tapes, I’m as good as busted Throwing up my guts, it’s just like Quentin Tarantino wrote my lifeI drove drunk last night, home I’m disgusting No one showed, now I’m Feeding the glutton Got eyes crawling out my skull, I’m just a carousel of broken bones Everything’s gray and dull Except the blood coming from my nose Throwing up my guts When man, I should just go home Go home Go home GO HOME”
