[Zwrotka 1: bülow] Locked up for days, I'm up in chains Counting the ways to get out of this basement Self-medicate, I'm going insane Smoke in the air, bring on the haze Sippin' on Henny, but nothing to chase it It's for the pain, I'm going insane
[Pre: bülow] You say you feel sorry for me I'm not sorry, yeah, this is the best that I've been I'm not happy, the truth is that I'll never be But at least I don't need to pretend
Yeah, everything's boring and bleak I'm not hoping for better, I made my peace I'm not laughing, the truth is that I'll never be But at least I don't need to pretend
[Refren: bülow] I'm sad and bored Oh, oh, oh, oh I'm sad and bored (bored of myself)
I'm sad and bored Oh, oh, oh, oh I'm sad and bored (bored of myself)
[Zwrotka 2: bülow] Maybe I'm sick, only want players Some Casablanca because he's so gangster My boy's in jail, I'm a cliché Numbing my mind till I comatose Fortified whisky and double the dose One for the heart, one for the soul
[Pre: bülow] You say you feel sorry for me I'm not sorry, yeah, this is the best that I've been I'm not happy, the truth is that I'll never be But at least I don't need to pretend
Yeah, everything's boring and bleak I'm not hoping for better, I made my peace I'm not laughing, the truth is that I'll never be But at least I don't need to pretend
[Refren: bülow] I'm sad and bored Oh, oh, oh, oh I'm sad and bored (bored of myself)
I'm sad and bored Oh, oh, oh, oh I'm sad and bored (bored of myself)
[Zwrotka 3: DUCKWRTH] You got me in my bag Bummer boy bummed out, life's a drag And I don't want a tat, but a puff or a drag of these menthols Feel like the devil's pissing on my mental And now I'm all pissy, like it's raining down a shit storm I'm just trying to kick it like a couple hundred centaurs But you won't let me chill, so I'm even more pissed off (what?) Say the wrong word, and it's motherfuckin' lift off (blaah) I turned my Bangkok to North Korea Secretly I like it when we get to screaming (aah) I'm so numb, I'm just tryin' to feel anything Pill-popping, ill logic, mixin'-that-with-Henny thing Now I'm feeling nauseous, the anticipation's killing me Bang, bang, give me fifty feet like a centipede Reject that negativity with words of similes So silly me that everything that you was into me Sad and bored
[Pre: bülow] You say you feel sorry for me I'm not sorry, yeah, this is the best that I've been I'm not happy, the truth is that I'll never be But at least I don't need to pretend
Yeah, everything's boring and bleak I'm not hoping for better, I made my peace I'm not laughing, the truth is that I'll never be But at least I don't need to pretend
[Refren: bülow] I'm sad and bored Oh, oh, oh, oh I'm sad and bored (bored of myself)
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