Cobwebs On My Griptape

Cobwebs on my griptape Gotta bed with some piss stains Can't tell now but I'm mostly sure that my friends think all of my shit stanks Is it all just a mistake All these words that I dictate Am I shaking a stick at the void, am I treading the waters of distaste Keep writing but my wrists ache Keep thinking but my think break It's been a really long day, I need a hug and a kiss and a cig and a shift drink US citizens crabs in a barrel Future gen smoke dabs, say I'm feral If you need reliable hiking boots get Merrells, that's practical apparel Nutted on a handrail, now I'm sterile There'll never be a safe place to dwell As long as we keep ignoring all of the bombshells Some people are hot, some people on fire Some say they're not, some people are liars Some people call themselves lovers when they're just the ones-in-the-wrong kind of fighters