headchecks

it's an AM in the morning i'm feeling kinda sad my rhymes are always boring stupid dumb and bad

i want to take a break from life do nothing for a year rake the leaves and rake my strife and look like a real queer

don't know where i'm going but i know my future's cold down the river, time is flowing and i'm panning for some gold

there's a gap really far in my consciousness and i'm not sure if my hands are cleaning or making mess

it's an AM in the morning i'm feeling kinda sad my songs are always boring stupid dumb and bad

it's an AM in the morning but please don't worry much hidden under flooring body bags and such

it's an AM in the morning i'm feeling kinda mad the boys i am adoring are crying like they're fags