Bet Your Life - Now With 50% Less ***** Ups Lyrics
The ceiling fell, today, right on my head.Now I've got the biggest *****ing headache.I couldn't move in time so I tried to catch it;I wound up with too much on my hands.With nothing to breathe but dust,Nothing to think about but the savings on my funeral,And nowhere to go but up, I started digging down.I had six feet left to go.CHORUS:It's hard to think or plan my timeWhen swimming in the aftermath of bad design.As if these thoughts could maintain their structure.I should get used to all these giant *****ing headaches.I found claustrophobia in my shaky handsSo I'll stay outside if you don't mind.I know I'm bitter and it's all irrationalBut save your half-assed mental breakthroughsFor another day.[CHORUS]This constant dizziness: I can't get used to it.I need a *****ing grip now that there's nothing falling on me.[CHORUS]