paroles de chanson I'm so Gross - Jeff Rosenstock

I chase my beer with someone else's beer.
I don't go slow and steady.
I walk through streets of downtowns
I've never been too aching to get shitty.

Gross. I don't grow. I don't grow. I'm so gross.

She asks me questions hoping to reach the sickness, easy, slow n' steady.
I smile politely only offering and empty I'm soooo sorrrrry.

Gross. I don't grow. I don't grow. I'm so gross.

My desires are to be smothered 'til I can fall asleep.
My desires are to pack my days so I don't have to think.
Get me fuzzy, crush my body, slam my bones into the sea, gather remnants, build me better so I don't constantly breeeeaaaaak.