headchecks

it's an AM in the morning
i'm feeling kinda sad
my rhymes are always boring
stupid dumb and bad

i want to take a break from life
do nothing for a year
rake the leaves and rake my strife
and look like a real queer

don't know where i'm going
but i know my future's cold
down the river, time is flowing
and i'm panning for some gold

there's a gap really far
in my consciousness
and i'm not sure if my hands are
cleaning or making mess

it's an AM in the morning
i'm feeling kinda sad
my songs are always boring
stupid dumb and bad

it's an AM in the morning
but please don't worry much
hidden under flooring
body bags and such

it's an AM in the morning
i'm feeling kinda mad
the boys i am adoring
are crying like they're fags