DIAWB lyrics

I've been trying to sell my soul

I'm at the back of the line

Green mining through ashtrays

Some things never change

The bottom shelf is a black hole

Slow and low, rock and rye

Knocked me out for a while

Now, I'm wide-awake

I don't want to...

I don't want to...

I don't want it

Chip crumbs on my shoulder

I always shit where I sleep

I'm asleep in your living room

So guard your things

I really needed a blanket

I didn't know how to ask

Buried deep in your cushions

I'm dead

I don't want to...

I don't want to...

I don't want it

(Bury me)

I don't want to

(Death is a warm blanket)

I don't want to

(Bury me)

I don't want it

(Cover up, move on to better things)

Feel it, feel it

I don't want to

(Bury me)

I don't want to

(Bury me)

I don't want to feel

• Artist:Microwave (US)