Текст песни The Bitter Pill

Groceries now cost a liver Take away tastes bad I’d rather rest my tired bones And stay at home Monologues with teeth that shiver Drown me in this dirty river Coughing blood from all these Opportunities And everyone I know Is busy wasting their life’s I'm the one to talk I know And every other day I'm waiting for the weekend Cut me up and sell me while I'm fresh Ready to go behind of what is left I take the bitter pill I always liked how it feels How it feels