Flemmings - New York Minute Coronary Disease Lyrics

I feel like death on a bad day
You've made it as a parent
When the kids scream they hate you
Scare yourself into night and day
Survive was all I did today

Each day is a party so I drink
Don't do drugs until you have a job
Without my self awareness
What would I laugh about
Here for the semilong haul

Fumbling in the dark
Trying to find the switch
Born to lose two times
Out of f*cks for today
What am I supposed to say

I'm trying to die in peace
Sitting here having a heart attack
In the span of a New York minute
Looking for words on the floor
Pick me up off from the floor