Be proud of your shitty friends, i know i am Shady lifestyles lead to an understanding That no matter how low you go and you go pretty low The trailer lot will break your fall Hate art like i hate art Ink speakers with "when i write you, i feel small." Loved ones, left ones, i know how you feel Answers leave me notes at my door Threw up in your front yard last night, forgive me for getting laid Sorry but it felt right at the time Gorgeous bottle be mine till you're boring, you're oh so boring Like everyone i've ever used, fuck you Hate art like i hate art Ink speakers with "when i write you, i feel small." Loved ones, left ones, i don't know how you feel Answers leave me notes at my door Stay misread and dismissed, bleed grey in a nation of flakes and flips. Borderline, every line, i feel like this, lie myself to a false content. Who cares for chemicals, who cares for excuses Let this small town bury you in reputation and bad choices
