Washed Out

God damn I think I’m stuck again
Last call it’s time to sink or swim
Blacked out I end up on my back
And I know I should stop
Come on and cut me some slack

When will this end but I try again
And say I’m good and yet it still feels like I’m failing
I know this isn’t fun but I’m stuck in a rut
Of endless nights with friends who seem to forgive me

Knocked out by a bottle of spirit
I’ll be fine just give me a minute
And I, I’m too old to live but too young to die
Too young to die
And I, I’m too old to but live too young to die
Too young to die

Another day and I still feel like shit
I need a pill, something to help me quick
Coz all the things I did the night before
Have left me wanting nothing yet somehow I do more

I walk the razors edge between my life and death
And every times the last I claim that I’m trying
Don’t let them see you sweat
Now let em feel the heat
I’m an animal I can’t be caged

Knocked out by a bottle of spirit
I’ll be fine just give me a minute
And I, I’m too old to live but too young to die
Too young to die
And I, I’m too old to live but too young to die
Too young to die
Too young to die

And I, I’m too old to live but too young to die
Too young to die
And I, I’m too old to live but too young to die
Too young to die