My Guts Are Being Spilled

I'm spilling all of my guts on a page

My guts are being spilled

Not today man

My guts are being spilled

Head is a waste land

My guts are being spilled

On a page and

My guts are being spilled

Spread the word with a spray can

My guts are being spilled

With an influx of skill

My guts are being spilled

Not robust in my will

My guts are being spilled

And I'm reluctant to feel

My guts are being spilled

And it must look surreal

I did the rope-a-dope, fists open I ball

'Cause I felt so hopeless I punched a hole in a wall

I just spoke to my mate, choked up and I fall

Into his arms, why?

'Cause I'm not coping at all

Always walk with a bottle in hand 'til I can't stand

Just thwarted what tomorrow had planned

Oxygen tank

Cardiac notch is not functioning properly and

I can't breath when I panic and I fall to the ground

Ignorance is bliss, so I'm giving those a kiss

Around me, 'til they're sound asleep and then I go swivet

Drink my body weight in alcohol, my limit is hit

Twist and fidget in my sleep and wake up every minute

I look at my friends and it's got me wondering

They're wandering round fine, I'm relying on fun with them

To get me by, yeah I'm dying for comfort and

Outside I'm fine, but inside I'm crumbling

My guts are being spilled

Not today man

My guts are being spilled

Head is a waste land

My guts are being spilled

On a page and

My guts are being spilled

Spread the word with a spray can

My guts are being spilled

With an influx of skill

My guts are being spilled

Not robust in my will

My guts are being spilled

And I'm reluctant to feel

My guts are being spilled

And it must look surreal