Lukewarm

Put your index finger in your mouth And scratch your cheek real slow Draw blood, taste water And drink it so there′s no more Throw a punch, watch it sail through the air Keep talking but there's nobody there Can′t remember anything that you say Slit your throat and die and wake up the next day I wanna scream, I wanna run I'd die at 22 to feel alive at 21 It's lukewarm and stale bread I wanna put a magic bullet in my head It′s lukewarm, it′s stale bread I wanna get my heavy bones out of bed I couldn't pass the Turing test if I had the answer sheet I wanna leave everyone who loves me ′Cause I'm so bland, and they′re so sweet The news used to make me cry every time I'd rather cry than cum tonight I can′t even give a fuck in my dreams Oh, what I wouldn't give to care enough to scream I wanna scream, I wanna run I'd die at 22 to feel alive at 21 It′s lukewarm and stale bread I wanna put a magic bullet in my head I wanna put a magic bullet in my bed Snort coke, get fucked Go to church and pray to live a life that doesn′t suck Read books and get laid And maybe God will let me fucking die one day