the alarm kept ringing
It’s shaking my head
and ruins the morning wood
My brain is stirring


I kept on trying to
get out of bed
But I’d only slept for
Four hours

I find the shower
I have no coffee
The mirror makes my
eyes look dead

the water is white
And in L.A
In some ****** hotel
A dead woman
gives them black
water and
they still drink it up


What was the point of
living last week?
Birds aren’t around anymore
maybe I should go back to bed


I left my little town
to come back to
The city
I don’t have much


Who’s gonna save me?
God died last year.
Who’s gonna save you?