FORD THE RIVER

[Verse]
This life is overrated, I have tried my best
Speak up now or let me lay and rest
On the count of three, opposite of light is all I see
Words clearly written but I cannot read
Cannot breathe, incapable of being anything but weak

[Refrain]
Bones cracking every time I stretch
My blood burns me as it does its laps
Around this track of trash that is I
Pour gas on my brain, let it drip through my mind

[Break]
I don't know why you're doing it but it's not good and it's not healthy, it's not right
Not that I think you don't have it together, I'm sure you do, you're a genius, you really are, you're a genius
I know
The reason I can say I know is because when the word genius is not something that is individually, you know, that it's not anything individual necessarily, takes credit for-

[Refrain]
Bones cracking every time I stretch
My blood burns me as it does its laps
Around this track of trash that is I
Pour gas on my brain, let it drip through my mind