Crawling In The Dirt

Cheap whiskey and cigarettes
will get me through the night
I'll drown all my regrets
and smoke out what ain't right
In the bottom of the bottle
I have found myself
So many times before
while living in this hell

And now I piss my life away

I spend my time wallowing in misanthropy
I've wrapped myself comfortably in misery
Try to offend you all by acting like a prick
Self-hatred is what makes me go,
what makes me tick

The world keeps turning, I stand still
Got only wasted time to kill
Numb and dazed I roam the earth
Crawling in the dirt