from by Throwing Stuff



I was born with both eyes open
A sour glare and a selfish heart
The path ahead is full of sideways glances
Rubberneck questions I can’t bear to answer
The paranoia or the pain in my head
Whichever is worse, just leave me in bed
It’s all so fucking enveloping
Chronic and overwhelming

It makes me want to pack it all in
No more pints, not a drop of gin
The heir to the family scowl
Bad luck doesn’t have any chinks in it
This guilt is a heavy burden
I just can’t stand to look you in the eye
I appreciate your optimism
But I just don’t fucking buy it
I don’t care if your toenails are dry
There’s no dancing left to do


from Fit, Fine & Well, released April 7, 2017



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