Guts

Feel a certain lack of purpose lately
It's hard to admit
My eyes are rolling round in my head
If i can't take what i want then i get what i get i guess

Feel absurd and its a burden lately
I'm never enough
Get gone when im without your love
Big mistake drove a stave
Made it break rubbed the salt in the cut

And spilled my guts
Never really did say what i want
Got distracted by the taste of my tongue
Thought id fake it till the day i say too much

So uncertain and its hurting lately
Hard to break out
Get stoned and mull about in my doubts
If i can't take what i want then i get what got
It's enough

To spill my guts
Never really did say what i want
Got distracted by the taste of my tongue
Thought id fake it till the day i say too much

Spill my guts
Never really did say what i want
Got distracted by the taste of my tongue
Thought id fake it till the day i say too much

Feel a certain lack of purpose lately
It's hard to admit
So instead
I said let's get this fuckin bread, again, i guess

Back when you were talking shitty with the guys that didn't dig me
I was having premonitions
Listening to jimi when the forecast finally hit me
I could kill this little ditty and then cut from town quickly
I said let's see
Now i hit sanjay w the demo and he pass it off to stevie
Get the ok from the guys and i go run it on the tv
Sprinter to the stage shortybadz collect the payment
Man i hardly gotta sing it cuz you'll probably do it for me