Couch Surfin

(We laugh, we cry
Get way too high)
I’d rather be dead than not alive
Nails are dirty from scratchin' the surface
I’ll try almost anything once
And I get in trouble, flirt with death a little
Rather die young than go numb (Rather die young than go numb)
I know drugs are bad but I’m so fuckin' so sad
And alone, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
What’s my calling? Everyone’s got a thing
I’m hangin' by a string, I’m fine
Sun shine through the curtains
On the couch, I’m surfin'
Still lookin' for my purpose (Purpose, oh)
Feel alive when I’m dyin'
I need what gets me the highest
I’ma die tryna find it (Find it, yeah)
We laugh, we cry
Get way too high
I’d rather be dead than not alive
We laugh, we cry
Get way too high
I’d rather be dead than not alive
AC’s broken, I’m wakin' up in a pool of sweat
All my clothes smellin' like shit, beer and cigarettes
Call me stupid, I’m careless, wounded and depressed
But I can’t be like them, no, no, I can’t be like them
I know drugs are bad but I’m so fuckin' so sad
And alone, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
What’s my calling? Everyone’s got a thing
I’m hangin' by a string, I’m fine
Sun shine through the curtains
On the couch, I’m surfin'
Still lookin' for my purpose (Purpose, oh)
Feel alive when I’m dyin'
I need what gets me the highest
I’ma die tryna find it (Find it, yeah)
We laugh, we cry
Get way too high
I’d rather be dead than not alive
We laugh, we cry
Get way too high
I’d rather be dead than not alive
Ooh, ooh (I'd rather be dead than not alive)
Ooh, ooh