P.O.S. Is Ruining My Life

*whispered* (If you come down and just breathe, and just breathe in and out You'll feel a whole lot better If you come down and just breathe, and just breathe in and out) [Verse 1] It was buried under a flask and a Caught peeking from the bottom of a glass All this nonsense, innocense, common sense, consequence Indulgence in bourbon, this 'urb, between city King's, it's disturbed I look around to see the same shit from her She gets so silent, watchin' life just pass by in a blur Ain't it funny, we can sneak into our lives and then stir Over the perfect things to say and then just choke on the words Everybody wanna be the next Everybody wanna be in step Everybody wanna fuck Everybody want the consequence of playin' the fence Everybody's got shit luck Everybody wanna move to they own beat Everybody wanna make a dent Every girl is lookin' for the next best thing Every boy's in love with his girl's best friend Everybody hates me, everybody wanna fight We can't stand to wake up in the sun but can't sleep in the moonlight I'm right there with ya, I'm sicker than my own skin I got the clothes and a jaded grin I'm at the bar or the coffee shop But I don't like drinkin' and I fuckin' hate coffee shops I walk to stop The world is best grinning like it's time to whirl This ain't amusment, I'mma lose it Two cents, two cents It was bullshit, uh Got two cents but everybody seems to have the same change But can't break my five-o Two cents, (yeah right) but can't spend nothing if I'm holding a cup It's like [Hook] If you come down and just breathe, and just breathe in and out You'll feel a whole lot better Close your eyes, disappear If you can't see them, then they can't see you, right Close your eyes I can never be what I wanna be Nothin' but a man Nothin's even inside of me, nothin I can understand If I try, and so I try To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand {repeat section x2} This And it's strained to think it might break Scratch, crack, silence This And it's strained I think it might break Scratch, crack [Verse 2] I live in the city, like any other we all live alone The only difference is we don't seem to know it Frozen and lonesome when it's cold In the summer gotta wait for the loathing, holding Our postures so low and we drink so there's not much worth noting Strolling, so vagrant, so shaken, so grown, so god so mistaken So broke, so, so complacent, so worn out, so worn out, so worn out So full of doubt, so full of restraint So full of that self-control, or the lack thereof That we taught the soul [Hook] I can never be what I wanna be Nothin' but a man Nothing's even inside of me, nothin I can understand If I try, and so I try To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand