Morning Mourning - PVC Lyrics

I'm no good at French
Sitting on the bench
In my house t-shirt
She can see the dirt
On my sleeve
She's telling me to leave
Don't know what to do
Think i'm gonna puke

I am so young
I don't understand
Older people things
Just jungle gyms and swings
I never waste my time
I love to climb
Trees and rocks and stuff
Man I am so tough
You can ask my friends
They'll tell you everything
How I learned to love
How I gave a f*ck

Oh god, how'd i get
So addicted to my grief
I keep painting
These pictures of my misery
Packed and presented
For all the world to test
Etched in plastic, PVC
Or just finger screens at best