Biz Barclay - Gomorrah
They all look like the sets they build in
California
I crawl
From the bedroom like a ghost
Out of gomorrah
Every six months time i change my life, and then
I sit down and write this song again
But i don’t care to try and make it better
I don’t care at all
I’m tired and i’m aching and i never
Feel like i get home
Not in the bottles, or the bodies, or the wasted time
Not in the people, or the places, they call paradise
Not in the weeping, or the waking, or the bad advice
A party
What a useless cliche place to fail my body
Silence
Cracks like rhinestones on my skin please someone
Want me
Was that too much, am i making you uncomfortable?
With my desperate need for someone to say that i’m special
But i don’t care to try and make it better
I don’t care at all
I’m tired and i’m aching and i never
Feel like i get home
And i’m 26 and i’m trapped in the backup plan
If somebody breaks up with me over text again
I’ll be the one that they call in for questioning
‘cause that might just be the last straw in the needle stack
I’m diving into cause fuck if i’m going back
To sitting alone in my dirty old room
I’ll be hating myself until i’m 32 if i don’t change
But i don’t care to try and make it better
I don’t care at all
I’m tired and i’m lazy and i never
Feel like i get home
Home
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