A Song for Punks Unable to Sustain Healthy Friendships Songtext
von Lawson A

I′ve pretty much lost all my friends
All due to things i can't do anything about
I can′t control the dose of my pills
Or that my brain tells me to kill
I can't just blindly guess what's too nihilistic
For conversation to distill

I′ve pretty much lost all my friends
Cuz I talk politics, philosophy, and death without end
Nothings worse than worrying that
Everybody is against you
Except for when they fuckin are

But i don′t need anything or anyone anyways
And no that's not an act, please just hold your upraise
Because in a moment someone will be needing upraise more
And i mean appraise from the dead but this time i can′t tell if its a metaphor or not


I'm sick of everyone who says "be yourself"
"Don′t change for anybody else"
Switching up when "yourself," they don't like
Well guess what i hate you too
You can′t make points through
Vague-ass clues
What a surprise

The truths were really all a little closer to death then we might think
But when it comes to people like you ill turn that to a fuckin blink
In reality, there's no true will, its just violence we crave
But none of that will matter when your in the fuckin grave

You may think your not afraid, i'm afraid your blind to the scope
Bad news, unlike johnny hobo i′m good at tying rope
Notice that I′m still alive? that's where the bad news comes along
Lets just say my skills will come in handy, might wanna try to right your wrongs

Laugh it off, laugh it off, that′s just a way to cope
It was funny back then but not when your about to choke
Laugh it off, Laugh it off, your about to die
I bet even your lifeless brain will think it's better than mine