Pt. III. Okay Hanger
My god, I woke up on the floor
Of a famous Minneapolis rapper whose name will go unmentioned
I didn't crush the cat, no one wrote dick on my forehead
I wasn't seeing stars
I was seeing cigarettes
And 1990s compact discs
I didn't even feel depressed
Like every other day when I wake up
I wouldn't trade it for the world, I would trade it for way less
Just a parking spot and a place to call my home
I'm always waking up hating that life ain't perfect, despite what they say, my mistakes aren't worth it
But fuck it, I got through today, I can get through tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow
We lost a tire but we put it back on
Lost the love of my life, holy shit, I got a better one
I lost a couple of my favorite shirts and favorite friends
I lost my favorite band
I feel like I have lost my mind
And people tell me this is fine
Still I feel shitty every time
I try to fucking fall asleep at night
I wouldn't trade it for the world, I would trade it for way less
Just a parking spot and a place to call my home
I'm always making mistakes that are never worth it, despite what they say, I hate that life ain't perfect
But fuck it, I got through today, I got a few more tomorrows, tomorrows, tomorrows, tomorrows, tomorrows
And every day I wake and smile
But by day's end my smile subsides
But I guess I'll be here a while
And I'll smile through today, last night I didn't die
Pt. IV. Cecil Otter Tattoo
And I know I'm not dead
Because I just threw up in my own mouth
Swallowed back
This hangover ain't that bad
I feel worse just about every day
But James Brown must have sparked a change
Somewhere in our dialogue
About sleep, hardcore, and not being young
Got it drilled in my leg because I fucked my head
When I'm all alone, I will always have one friend
When I wish I was dead, when I hate my friends, I must repeat this until the end
I still have a home even if my home's a van
When I wish I was dead, when I hate my friends, I must repeat this until the end
I still have a home even if my home's a van
You still have a home even if your home's a van
You still have a home
I still have a home even if my home's a van
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