When I Was Alive: Walden III - A Wilhelm Scream

I kicked it altogether last night

I had this dream I was alone

Been lying with me for nine years and counting

Got what I want, why am I miserable?

Kick this new addiction out, it’s grown up

Inherited on the hush

From a smiling drunk to the embarrassing lush, love what?

I’m a magnet to whores and such

Now the happy disguise

The pill does this on its own

And like Thoreau

It’s a quiet place for me

The sticks or the woods

It’s all miles away from you

I got an angry thirst, we’re all whores

I got a sad, sad thirst, we’re all whores

I had a happy thirst, but then came you

I’m getting right back on it later tonight

It takes my mind off of the phone

How it’s been silent for two weeks in my pocket

How’d I get so fucking lovable?

Take my Midas shit powers to give out

Apologize to who I touch

I could have ruined you too but I was beaten to the punch, hug what?

Why should I care who you go fuck?

Now the happy disguise

The pill does this on its own

And like Thoreau, it’s a quiet place for me

The sticks or the woods, it’s all miles away from you

I got an angry thirst, we’re all whores

I got a sad, sad thirst, we’re all whores

I had a happy thirst before you and I

If I loved us, why do you make me sick?

Why do you make me sad?

Why do you make me sad?

Sick of your poor sick mouth, stop running it

For the last few months seem fucking years

Oh, to crack for this marginal sex with your dirty shit to spit

Why do you make me sad?

How many tricks until it drips

With this ugliness I’ve found?

I’m falling down

Why do you make me?