P.o.s P.o.s. Is Ruining My Life Lyrics

It was buried under a flask and uh
Caught it peekin' from the bottom of a glass
All this nonsense, innocence, common sense, consequence
Indulgence in bourbon, this herb, a Twin City kid's
Just disturbed
I look around and see the same shit from her
She could sit silent, watch her life just pass by in a
blur
Ain't it funny?
We can sneak into our lives and then stir
Over the perfect things to say
And then just choke on the words

Everybody wanna be the next
Everybody wanna be in step
Everybody wanna f*ck
Everybody want the consequence of playin' the fence
Everybody's got shit luck
Everybody wanna move to they own beat
Everybody wanna make a dent
Every girl is lookin' for the next best thing
Every boy's in love with his girl's best friend
Everybody hates me
Everybody wanna fight

We can't stand to wake up in the sun
But can't sleep in the moonlight
I'm right there wit ya
I'm sick of my own skin
I got the clothes and the jaded grin
I'm at the bar with the coffee shop
But I don't like drinkin'
And I f*ckin' hate coffee shops
So I'll just stop the world
It's best spin like a twist-a-whirl
This ain't amusment, I'm a lose it
Two cents? It was bullshit, uh
Got two cents
But everybody seems to have the same change but can't
break my five up
Two cents, (yeah right) but can't spend nothing if I'm
holdin' the cup it's like

If you calm down and just breathe, and just breathe in
and out
You'll feel a whole lot better, close your eyes
Disappear, if you can't see them, then they can't see you
Right, close your eyes

I can never be what I wanna be
Nothin' but a man
Nothin's even inside of me
Nothin I can understand
If I try, and so I try
To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand

I can never be what I wanna be
Nothin' but a man
Nothin's even inside of me
Nothin I can understand
If I try, and so I try
To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand

A voice,
And It's strained to think
It might break
Scratch, Crack, Silence,
Voice,
And It's strained to think
It might break
Scratch, Crack,

I Live in the city, like any other
We all live alone
The only difference is we don't seem to know it
Frozen and lonesome,
When it's cold
In the summer gotta wait for the loathing
Holding, our posture so low
And we drink so there's not much worth noting
Strolling, so vagrant, so shaken, so grown, so gone so
mistaken
So broke, so, so complacent, so worn out, so worn out,
so worn out
So full of doubt, so full of restrain
So full of that self-control, or the lack thereof
That we thought was soul

If you come down and just breathe, and just breathe in
and out
You'll feel a whole lot better, close your eyes
Need to see if you can't see them, then they can't see
you
Right, close your eyes

I can never be what I wanna be
Nothin' but a man
Nothin's even inside of me
Nothin I can understand
If I try, and so I try
To get a grip, a hold, a handle, a hand