letra de king of minneapolis pts. i and ii - bomb the music industry!
i. drank myself to death
we got a bottle of jim beam and i drank a liter.
to distract me from my constant overthinking i need a breather.
you built this up your head. the pressure.
relax, don’t think too much ’cause you can’t take this.
well, i relaxed with liquor.
the pressure has gone away, but baby, i can’t see sh-t.
it’s not the same to me when falling on my face.
i finally drank myself to death.
enter the shaking, maaan, i shoulda eaten something. enter the crying.
“my life is useless and i won’t amount to nothing.” better start dying.
you built this up your head. the pressure.
relax, don’t think too much ’cause you can’t take this.
well, i relaxed with liquor.
the pressure has gone away, but baby, i can’t see sh-t.
it’s not the same to me when falling on my face.
wrap me up in sheets, there’s nothing left to see her.
i should be old enough to know (better better)
and i should be young enough to not take everything so seriously
should be smart enough to know that doing this is dangerous
this mixing anxious energy with drunk ferocious carelessness.
i finally drank myself to death.
it’s turned to laughs.
i’m turning red outside on cedar st.
it’s twenty-two degrees.
i’m screaming “m-i-n-n-e-a-p-o-l-i-s can kiss my -ss in h-ll”
i’ve built you up in my head and now you’ve started a war in my head.
ii. true ’til college
get me a friend or a smoke or a hospital or a suicide pill.
get me a million dollar record deal so i can end this charade.
i’ve been writing the same song over again, over again, over again.
over and over and over and over again.
and it feels like heroin.
i just got addicted to demanding your attention for my trite repet-tion.
and i can’t stop thinking about the first songs i ever wrote
where i swore off alcohol ’cause i knew better.
and i can’t stop feeling like that “straight edge” sh-t became a cult
but i’m kidding myself by believing that the bar scene is any better.
and i keep writing the same d-mn song over again and over again and over again.
and it feels like there’s nothing left at all
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