living strange

And if Ive been living strange
Its cause I know no better way
Its just what Im used to
Its what Im used to

And if Ive been living strange
Its cause I know no better way
Its just what Im used to
What Im used to

Suicidal thoughts
I tell the taxi to drive slow
999 its a friendly emergency
But **** knows what I was thinking
I hang myself from the ceiling
Its a real pretty art installation
Just a cry for attention
No life, no reputation
Posthumous recognition
Shit, Im dead but Ill still take it
Golden gates and Ill still make it
Better than this serial date shit
Im trying to create bliss
But my head cant take it
I aim straight but I still miss
And I just cant shake it

Ive got something
And theres always something wrong
If its HD, its too graphic for me
Dumb down this realness, leave me feeling
Nothing
Even if theres nothing wrong
And Sundays, with no dopamine
Theres no happiness hanging beside me

Please, I wish youd listen
I was speaking from the grave before they started digging
Who put me into this position?
Dead and buried and entombed with my wisdom
Ive gone from fine dining to piercing the packaging and staying in
A one-man romantic meal, PornHub and chill
How do you think I feel?
Set fire to my ego, it burst into flames
And waking up with a stranger can feel strange
Used a foreign toothbrush for two days
But her toothpaste, it tastes great
But we moved in the same way
Too bad she moved, its too late
Now its too late

So if Ive been living strange
Its cause I know no better way
Its just what Im used to
What Im used to

And if Ive been living strange
Its cause I know no better way
Its just what Im used to
What Im used to