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von An Angle

Self Medicate Songtext

Well, my friends hate me for what I′ve become
See, I've been drowning in love and not focusing on my life
But this morning, I took off all of my clothes and cleaned my skin clear
But the stench of you, no, it doesn′t disappear

So I just wait in my lonely house
No, no, no, I have no clout to put your pictures up in an art gallery
So I go out and place my feet downtown
And the people watch me drink myself to bars and death constantly
And they ask, "Why you're doing this, boy
When there's so much more to prove?"

Well, she′s never coming back
And I have to finish this half
′Cause I paid four bucks a glass
And it's also the only thing that could be sticking around


And I bought cocaine from my friend just the other day
You know, just to let my memory fade
So when you come to my place
My heart will beat as loud as a kick drum
′Cause you know when you talk too much
It's like music playing

And it only costed my thoughts when you left
You see I get so depressed when you′re lying to my face
And I think we'd be very cute
You know, if you just let me hold you
And then we could spell out the truth
And if you do this to me again
I might have a childish fit

And you won′t find me attractive as you did
No, you need a man
Someone on your feet with high self-esteem
And never blames manic depression
For the way he's feeling
'Cause that′s how I′m feeling!

So if I told you I found another love
Well, you know, just this once
It was right after you ran to his art warehouse
And we were dancing and drinking downtown
The lights were blinking so loud
That for once I couldn't hear what a girl adored


And I collapsed into the gutter of K Street
That′s when I knew mistakes were beauty
And I found you more than incomplete
So what if this lie was just all a bit of truth?
Would you still chase me like I do
When you're constantly wrapped in men′s sheets?

We are the fairy tale that failed
And I constantly keep reading it
So I am the ugliest thing that could ever
Grow up to be of some kind of beauty
And you know how perfect we could be
'Cause we could be!
Yeah, we could be!
Alright, help me out!

Wait
Dude, I can′t remember it now
I really can't, ah, fuck this
And these days keep getting longer
Time to get up?
Time to get up?
What?
Is it that time yet?
Yeah, fuck, thank you
Alright

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