Vodka Tastes Like Nail Polish Remover

I've got nothing to say to you
no, nothing to say
no, nothing to say
this fetal position burns my brain
and I still can't believe I'm here again (I'm here again)

Chorus:
and we'll float away, yeah, float away
on the ashes of our desires
with dirty thoughts and trembling lips
contructing our funeral pyres

my screams are bloody, ragged, used
and nothing you can say will stop me today
I'm on a mission of self destruction
water bottles full of vodka
and little candy shaped mind erasers
I can't believe I'm here again (I'm here again)

Chorus:
and we'll float away, yeah, float away
on the ashes of our desires
with dirty thoughts and trembling lips
contructing our funeral pyres

Your hand in mine is cold and shaking
(I think we took too much this time)
the world is spinning inside my brain
but the ants are crawling across my toes
I'm a speck of dust on this flat rock we call home
and I can't believe I'm here again (I'm here again)

Chorus:
and we'll float away, yeah, float away
on the ashes of our desires
with dirty thoughts and trembling lips
contructing our funeral pyres

They say many things, yes many things
about these things inside of me
but the fetal position still burns my brain
like the vodka that burns my throat
or the pills that burn my stomach acid
churning, burning, yearning
I'm here again (here again)

Chorus:
and we'll float away, yeah, float away
on the ashes of our desires
with dirty thoughts and trembling lips
contructing our funeral pyres

Chorus:
and we'll float away, yeah, float away
on the ashes of our desires
with dirty thoughts and trembling lips
contructing our funeral pyres