Lukewarm

Put your index finger in your mouth

And scratch your cheek real slow

Draw blood, taste water

And drink it so there's no more

Throw a punch, watch it sail through the air

Keep talking but there's nobody there

Can't remember anything that you say

Slit your throat and die and wake up the next day

I wanna scream, I wanna run

I'd die at 22 to feel alive at 21

It's lukewarm and stale bread

I wanna put a magic bullet in my head

It's lukewarm, it's stale bread

I wanna get my heavy bones out of bed

I couldn't pass the Turing test if I had the answer sheet

I wanna leave everyone who loves me

'Cause I'm so bland, and they're so sweet

The news used to make me cry every time

I'd rather cry than cum tonight

I can't even give a fuck in my dreams

Oh, what I wouldn't give to care enough to scream

I wanna scream, I wanna run

I'd die at 22 to feel alive at 21

It's lukewarm and stale bread

I wanna put a magic bullet in my head

I wanna put a magic bullet in my bed

Snort coke, get fucked

Go to church and pray to live a life that doesn't suck

Read books and get laid

And maybe God will let me fucking die one day