I fantasize about driving to Douglas County

A quiet place where i can douse myself in gasoline

I am openly contributing to the opioid crisis for selling oxy that i get for my bad neck

Hey you, get fucked

You lose, you suck

Who’s next?

You're up, show me what you've got

And i wait patiently for my name to be called

I wish that i could create my own set of physics

To hurl this earth into the suns of distant solar systems

I am openly contributing to the opioid crisis

But make no money cause i'm too busy abusing it

I can't shake off this feeling of something inside me clawing out

Just maybe it's time to quit when you wake up next to the sink

Just maybe it's time to quit when i wake up next to you