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Joe's Apartment

from Down With The Ship by Strike Twelve

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lyrics

I feel like tearing my hair out. Yea, I’m going insane.
It seems I’ve got way too many things on my plate.
There’s no one who can save me and there’s no one to blame
But myself. I’m a glutton for pain.
I really can’t complain ‘cause deep down I do it ‘cause I love it
But the more I think about it I get knots in my stomach.

In every relationship, I run into the same old shit.
I promise the world, and I have every intent to deliver,
But the end result is only a sliver.
So I’m playing catch-up, but it’s never enough.
I’m relying on lowered expectations, unconditional love.
At the least, I’m there in spirit, coming through in the clutch.

Whoa! My life’s a mess, my life’s a mess,
And something tells me this might be as good as it gets.
Whoa! My life’s a mess, my life’s a mess,
And something tells me this might be it.

Have you seen my apartment? Yea, it’s out of control.
There’s a circle of mold in the closet that continues to grow.
If I turned my back on it, it would swallow me whole,
But it’s ok. Because from what I’ve been told,
With a bucket of paint, and a brush, you can cover it up.
Hide the odor with some Lysol, yea, nobody will notice.

And the roaches are as big as your head.
They skitter around on the counters and the walls and the ground,
Dropping down from the ceiling, landing right in my coffee.
It gives me a sick sense in my gut.
But I try my best to ignore it, yelling out “Bottoms up!”
Chug it down because I don’t have time to brew a new cup.

Every now and then,
You just have to take a break and reset.
When tomorrow comes, I’m gonna start off fresh.
Gonna go to bed early…

Nah fuck it.

Tonight I’m getting wasted, with a bunch of my friends!
Getting double vision, making bad decisions,
Like I’m back in college – puke and rally then I’ll do it again.
Keep pushing myself to the limit, to the very end!
Maybe some day I will find a way to stretch out the time,
But at least I know whatever happens, I can sleep when I’m dead.

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from Down With The Ship, released February 24, 2017

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