Bad State of Mind

Barely breathin', the man inside my head is beatin'

On me like a drum, man, I'd kill to still feel young

And days keep flying by, wondering if I'm still high

Or is this is all a dream 'til I wake up?

And if you play your cards right, then you might see

That I'm dealin' with a shifty hand and lyin' through my teeth

And I'll go a million miles an hour

And set this goddamned house on fire, smoke a cigarette before I leave

Yeah, that sounds pretty on brand for me, for me

'Cause you and I in a room is a bad combination

Any call after two is a bad conversation

And it's all gas, cut the breaks

And drinking late at degenerate rates

Callin' out to God to give me a sign

'Cause I'm in a bad state of mind

And maybe you could be, something that I can't believe

And could it be a lie?

Well, don't act like you're surprised

And days keep addin' up, findin' ways to still feel young

And fightin' back them heavy hands of time

So you can lay your cards down, if you want to

'Cause the dealer has the winnin' hand, and you were born to lose

And good is what you want to be, but that's a side you'll never see

'Cause fuckin' up's way easier to do

Yeah, well, that sounds pretty on brand for you, for you

'Cause you and I in a room is a bad combination

Any call after two is a bad conversation

And it's all gas, cut the breaks

And drinking late at degenerate rates

Callin' out to God to give me a sign

'Cause I'm in a bad state of mind

Oh, I'm in a bad state of mind

'Cause you and I in a room is a bad combination

And any call after two is a bad conversation

And it's all gas, cut the breaks

And drinking late at degenerate rates

Callin' out to God to give me a sign

'Cause I'm in a bad state of mind

Oh, I'm in a bad state of mind