One

Chorus

Cuz I don't wanna be like this,

I've been running these streets

for too long now, I've got nothing,

that's true, but this song now.

But the further I go,

I wanna go home.

Verse 1

I fuckin swear that I care,

but it's hard when you stare into the bottom of a bottle that is empty and bare.

Oh my desolate soul, in my desolate home, it's my desolate role, yeah I'm here all alone.

I can't think of a reason to get the fuck out of bed, curtains closed,

lights are off, am I alive or dead?

I haven't shaved in a week, I always slur when I speak.

Tolerance at it's peak, another fifth just to sleep.