Pagliacci Was Ahead Of His Time

I was sitting in front of the mirror examining the wrinkles around my eyes
Wondering how I was gonna die when I realized
I needed a change of scenery so I got myself the Maker's Mark
Poured myself a glass and decided to stare at the wall instead

I said, "I ain’t leaving this shithole till this bottle is empty"
I want to watch the abyss part like the Red Sea
And give me something to really cry about

Sometimes when I can't stop the room from spinning
I likе to pretend you're still alivе trying to shake me awake while I’m slipping away
But you're not, I know you're dead, I saw your ass in that coffin

I said, "I ain't leaving this shithole till this bottle is empty"
I want to watch the abyss part like the Red Sea
And give me something to really cry about

Like when you're hungover on a Sunday so you start drinking at 11am
Then before you know it you've been spending 3 hours listening to Joy Division
And you stumble upon a picture of you and your childhood friend at 5
And you cry because you miss the comfort of being a 5 year old asshole
Who doesn't know shit about fuck

I don't know why
I don’t know why
I don’t know why
I don't know why
I don’t know why
I don't know why
I don't know why I wouldn't let myself cry

Survivor’s guilt
Survivor's guilt