So I'm The King Of All These Things Of This Mess I Have Made

Such A Waste What A Shame My Whole Life Is A Fake

Well I'm A Bore And I'm Sure I'm A Thorn Inside Of You That Has Torn At You For Years

The Alcohol The Demerol These Things Never Could Replace

What A Minute With You Could Do To Put A Smile On My Face

I'm A Bore And I'm Sure I'm A Thorn Inside Of You That Has Torn At Me For Years

I Can't Get Out Of This Dead Skin I Can't Shed My Skin

I'm Not Sure Where To Begin Why Can't I Begin Again

I Can't Get Under My Dead Skin I Can't Shed My Skin

Can I Sllep 'til Then



Phenobarbitol And Alocohol These Two Surely Will Do

To Knock Me Out Keep Me Down At Least A Day Or Two

When I'm Awake I Can Taste How Bitter I've Become

And It's More Than I Can Bear Somedays I Pray Someone Will Blow Me Away

Make It Quick But Let It Burn So I Can Feel My Life Fade

Well I'm A Waste And I Can Taste How Bitter I've Become

And It's More Than I Can Bear

I Can't Shed My Skin

I Can't Shed My Skin