Bamberdöst - Worse For Wear Lyrics

Fixate on the flaws, under-promise, over-perform
Third eye gouged and broken, enlightened in a chokehold
Medicate to waste the blues, three hits, five pints to poison
The gremlins lurking in my bones
I'm surrounded, loved but so alone

Time to oil up the tin man, that's no euphemism
No dancing to the rhythm tonight
Peer perplexed into my bloodshot eyes
Fingers running through my gray hair
It hurts, don't make me laugh
I'm worse for wear Swelling cut me down to size
I do yoga in a chair
My joints feel like trash, I'm worse for wear

Walk a mile in my shoes, no balance Take a tumble
Yearn to be pain free, While I crumble, dull my nerves to kill the blues
Bong rips and cocktails poison
The devil in my joints, what's my purpose
What's my point

Time to oil up the tin man, that's no euphemism
No dancing to the rhythm tonight
Peer perplexed into my bloodshot eyes
Fingers running through my gray hair
It hurts, don't make me laugh
I'm worse for wear Swelling cut me down to size
I do yoga in a chair
My joints feel like trash, I'm worse for wear

How's it hanging
I'm feeling finite
Temporary, but I'm not worried
Ain't in no hurry, I'll ride the wave
Can't find the last f*ck I gave

Peer perplexed into my bloodshot eyes
Fingers running through my gray hair
It hurts, don't make me laugh
I'm worse for wear Swelling cut me down to size
I do yoga in a chair
My joints feel like trash
I'm worse for wear