A couple Percocet for the voices in my head Saying “something doesn’t feel alright” She feels understood cause i listen pretty good Even if it isn’t for a full night It’s easy to be content when my conscience Is coddled by the drink in my cup I’m good at being honest as long as I only gotta say what I want I guess it’s easier in hindsight now to see That I was busy digging deep in everything but me Looking for proof or something to do Who’s got the juice I need in my life Looking for god cause pussy’s too hard And I’d like to stop but I’ll need a sign Of something more in my life Always on my phone so I never feel alone Even if it isn’t like real life Staring at a car or a pretty new guitar that’ll only take a week to not like and I’ve been watching strangers bangin Even though it isn’t good for my health So show me something better for the pressure That I can do all by myself Cause giving into every impulse that I feel Surely isn’t helping me find something that seems real Looking for proof or something to do Who’s got the juice I need in my life Looking for god cause pussy’s too hard And I’d like to stop but I’ll need a sign Of something more in my life Cause I need something more in my life