Against Me! - How Low lyrics
[Against Me! - How Low lyrics]
Now I wake up around 4 or 5 eat, shower
And get dressed in about an hour's time
Take my vitamins, check my messages
And call around to some friends
Make plans for dinner and
Drinks sometime after 9
Oh we're definitely going to call
It in early tonight
I need to dry out and take
Some time to clear my mind
But before you know it here I am again
Fucking 2 o'clock in the morning
Standing in a bar, with a drink in hand
How low can you go before
You can't turn around?
Now seriously, this is my last and final time
Well I'm making some big
Big changes in my life
No, you won't catch me down here again
Waiting to score sweaty money
Palmed in my hand
What are you cutting this with anyway?
'Cause, I have got some really big plans
And today's the day I'm
Putting them into action
But before you know it, here I am again
Fucking 6 o'clock in the morning
Rolled up dollar bill in my hand
How low can you go before
You can't turn around?
I'm sick of feeling like I'm losing my mind
Sick of doing the same things
Most nights after night
Sick of self-loathing and self-absorbtion
Self-destructive narcissism
I'm sick to death of being
Constantly fucking sick of
I don't know who I can trust
Thought there was us, but no, there is no one
And get dressed in about an hour's time
Take my vitamins, check my messages
And call around to some friends
Make plans for dinner and
Drinks sometime after 9
Oh we're definitely going to call
It in early tonight
I need to dry out and take
Some time to clear my mind
But before you know it here I am again
Fucking 2 o'clock in the morning
Standing in a bar, with a drink in hand
How low can you go before
You can't turn around?
Now seriously, this is my last and final time
Well I'm making some big
Big changes in my life
No, you won't catch me down here again
Waiting to score sweaty money
Palmed in my hand
What are you cutting this with anyway?
'Cause, I have got some really big plans
And today's the day I'm
Putting them into action
But before you know it, here I am again
Fucking 6 o'clock in the morning
Rolled up dollar bill in my hand
How low can you go before
You can't turn around?
I'm sick of feeling like I'm losing my mind
Sick of doing the same things
Most nights after night
Sick of self-loathing and self-absorbtion
Self-destructive narcissism
I'm sick to death of being
Constantly fucking sick of
I don't know who I can trust
Thought there was us, but no, there is no one