Seamstress at the Bar

Just as I was yellowing
My whole day went dark
Getting drunk to oblivion
Saying, "please, don't fall apart"
Even the seamstress at the bar
Now all the costumers gone
And it's coming with the clouds
But I just keep yellowing
Just keep yellowing
And yellowing

In the shadowing, it's revealing
The celebration cigarette, coffee, and ketamine
Just for waking up early in the morning
Flip me around, turn me away
Because today's my lucky day
What do you want anyways?
And how would you get it otherwise
What have I done?
What have you seen?
Can you feel me waiting?
Can you feel me waiting?
Feel me waiting
You could if you want
And as they say, it's 50/50
Everything he knows, nothing's sure
In the shadowing, it's revealing
You should check for bombs before you turn the key