Lyrics

I’m a living liar
I’m a walking cliche
I’m a kid on a wire
I’m itching to break

I’m a stone in a pile
I’m a polished piece of shit
I’m brim full of all this
God damn entitlement

If you rip off your clothes
Throw me naked to the wolves
I won’t fend for myself
Or my own sorry ass
Got no grit in my fist
Got no more money
In my pocket
God I’m delusional
Bound for false promise

I get bored with my time
I don’t bother to change it no
When I’m down I get high
And get my head wrong
I kiss the hand of the man
That puts my brain on a reel
Cast me out into the open
For the corporations to feed

I’m afraid of the day that I die
I’m afraid that they might find out
It’s only a matter of time

If you rip off your clothes
Throw me naked to the wolves
I won’t fend for myself
Or y own sorry ass
Got no grit in my fist
Got no more money
In my pocket
God I’m delusional
Bound for false promise

If you rip off your clothes
Throw me naked to the wolves
I won’t fend for myself
Or y own sorry ass
Got no grit in my fist
Got no more money
In my pocket
God I’m delusional
Bound for false promise