Thresher (Explicit)

i hate the radio

advertisements, morning show hosts

and every cop on the side of the road

everything outside the windscreen disturbs me

but inside it’s worse

the thresher that we call this world

reduces me to mere idle talk

i’m slowly but certainly descending

f**k you for not being strong enough

for letting me bare the weight of both of us

i can’t forever be your crutch (i can’t forever be your crutch)

today i think i’ve had enough (i think i’ve had enough)

high at the airport, drunk at the beach

i’ve been numb for weeks, i can’t feel a thing

i’ll swill or smoke, i’ll roll a note

if i just swallow, i’ll prevent the choke

so keep me up (keep me out)

of this house (of this mind)

cause there a’int no use in worrying all the time

take me back to where the flowers grow

to the man in the mirror that i used to know

f**k you for not being strong enough

for letting me bare the weight of both of us

i can’t forever be your crutch

today i think i’ve had enough (today i think i’ve had enough)

enough, enough - i’m screaming

enough, enough - can you hear me now?

enough, enough - i’m screaming

in mess i should be cleaning, running

the carousel slows, reality starts to set in

my friends are climbing off

how long have the horses been plastic?

have we been going in circles?

was i always alone?

was it their voices i heard, or was it a dial tone?

i think i’ve always known

but i never cared to pay heed

because i'm not, i’m not, i’m not, i’m not

ready to up and leave

at least just not like this

cause this was our abyss

i loved you all, this was our home

we were together and i love it as it is