I Found My Mind In Connecticut

[Verse 1] I’m not afraid to fail, got time but I hate the smell Let’s stop to sniff the rose’s thorn, send me straight to hell Been on this raft for weeks, no sign of help or a beach I lose sight of the bigger part And I’m really laying on the airbed at Sean Martin’s Bleeding and starving, looking for a niche, nothing to carve in Except my left arm which is already scarred And I’m not them or a mirror, I’m the dog shit in the garden Haters are so dumb and plus they don’t got to front for us Especially me, about to jump in front of a bus I bought a plot but I won’t tell you where I’m buried Leave your debit card over my eyes so I can pay for the ferry [Hook] Every morning I just lay in bed cause I don’t wanna wake up Pick my stupid face up, give my shit away You’ll take it from me anyway even if I go away I will never go away [Verse 2] My skin is changing, I’m becoming what’s inside of me You guys should start a band that’s called The Four Girls That Lied To Me You want me in looser jeans, more opinions, less assholes Why you looking at my legs? That line’s from Wes Eisold Goes from good to bad, from bad to fucking worse She said she wouldn’t judge me then a gavel fell from her purse My brain left me in PA, departed CC Then begged me take it back crying in a bar in CT Life is so strange, so is God with games The one wrapped tightly around me like a dog with mange Kick me in the stomach, I shit myself in the damn street Left for dead, wanna be knocked out like that but can’t sleep [Hook x 2] [Verse 3] I lay and lurk with kooks, pain hurts but suits What if Ian Curtis were to climb down from the noose That’s what I thought that dangled from my neck in amazement Struggled, undo hanging myself in my own basement Sometimes I think I should be more private, keep it secret But the open book of my life, is it really worth reading Cover to cover, there’s something pointing towards leaving Don’t give a fuck what you think, when you finish I’m not breathing You think the world of a girl and she becomes your world And then you lose your grip regardless of what you curl You clean yourself up you get laid more, great work, Columbo Truth is she just fucked me cause my bro is D. Palumbo [Hook x 2]