P B & J - Three Nights of Drunk Winter Lyrics

I used to be an example of
Half committing every time that I miss a mark
Fleeing the scene knowing that the perpetator'll never be caught

But now the crow is placing me in front of the car
Waiting to devour me when I lose my shards
I'm cracking under pressure of the tires that are screeching off

Three freezing nights
I won't mask it
I laugh at the pines
They make the casket

So why do I judge the debate
I don't want to contemplate
The chicken or the egg
There is still nothing on my goddamn plate

So I can't feed my good wolf
It's already starving and freezing
A cadaver buried under the snow

Three freezing nights
I won't mask it
I laugh at the pines
They made the casket

I swallowed all the quicksand
I get the sinking feeling
I'll pry myself wide open
But there's nothing worth stealing