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Crashing – Dear Landlord

Trailer's wrecked, the fridge is empty
And my room mates' been building a trash heap
If I sleepwalk through the next few days
I'll wake up just as broke
Old friends ask what I've been doing
I say I've been working on paintings
It's been months since I picked up a brush
Is this stretching truth or lying through my teeth?

I'm crashing on a bed of nails
I'm driving drunk and taking pills
Glass ain't empty but it's never filled
I'm crashing on a bed of nails

Car is dead. Blown a Gasket
Searching for a reason to not just burn
This trailer and everything in it
To the ground and walk away
Who'd have thought at 28 I'd be stuck here
Lighting cigarettes on a hot plate?
Tell me why "just getting by"
Always seems to be just barely out of reach

I'm crashing on a bed of nails
I'm driving drunk and taking pills
Glass ain't empty but it's never filled
I'm crashing on a bed of nails

I'm crashing on a bed of nails
I'm driving drunk and taking pills
Glass ain't empty but it's never filled
I'm crashing on a bed of nails

I'm climbing in and out of hell
This coaster ride's perpetual
Pushing boulders up a fucking hill
I'm crashing on a bad of nails

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