I am feeling sick
All these drugs I did
Put them in a bag
Mucus that I have
Respect what you don't
Interest in my folks
Pulling down the walls
See you as I crawl
I'm making up shit
Pointless stuff I'm over it
Grateful now it's dead
Get out of my bed
Useless things you'll say
Ignore you all day
As I rot away
In my mucus haze