Self Preservation lyrics

Oh how I ache for the old days Don’t let me fall asleep Sinking back into my old ways Fucked up six days a week Yeah I called but I hung up Another day another time Go ahead good luck I’ll be better when I die I sleep like I’ve lived to long Fucked up six days a week Get to kiss you in my best poems I write like I can’t speak Go get lost with someone else now I hear she’s got great eyes Fuck it all good luck I’ll be damned if I can’t die