Lyrics: Matthew Mason/Ross Fitzgerald/Andy Hull
Music: Matthew Mason/Ross Fitzgerald/Andy Hull
I've got stones
That I want to throw
But that distance
They would never go
I've got a bone
That don't laugh no more
I think it's numb from the bottle sores
When I woke up to see
That version of me
Bags under my eyes
And colored pale pink
Hydration desperate
With eyes that won't speak
I let life take a cash-only toll on me
I've got a bone
That I want to break
Drink my Poison and I hope it takes
I've got a dog
That don't walk no more
It may seem funny but I'm not so sure
When I woke up to see
That version of me
Bags under my eyes
And colored pale pink
Hydration desperate
With eyes that won't speak
I let life take a cash-only toll on me
I found hope in a hopeless home
Found my father but I lost my soul
I tried to trace it, I aimed to scope
I tried to kill it but it's all I know
When I woke up to see
That version of me
Bags under my eyes
And colored pale pink
Hydration desperate
With eyes that won't speak
I let life take a cash-only toll on me
I'm headsick, I'm drug bit
I'm loveless, I'm traffic
I'm headsick, I'm drug bit
I'm loveless, I'm traffic
I'm headsick, I'm drug bit
I'm loveless, I'm traffic
I'm headsick, I'm drug bit
I'm loveless, I'm traffic
When I woke up to see
That version of me
Bags under my eyes
And colored pale pink
Hydration desperate
With eyes that won't speak
I let life take a cash-only toll on me