Sad Sack

from Burial At Sea by Mike Braudrick

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lyrics

I am so cold
It’s the middle of winter and I have no one to hold
All of my best friends have moved away
The girl that I love lives in another state
I wish that god actually listened to what I pray
I miss the warm air that summer brings
And I am always gonna feel this way
At least for today

I’m sick of feeling cold
I’m sick of being alone
It’s no wonder no one loves a sad sack like me
I hate the fact that I can grow a beard
I hate that I’m old enough to buy beer
I just want to be a happy kid again
But god doesn’t grant wishes like that

I am alone
It’s almost spring and I’ve almost sold
My soul for cigarette
Call me a safe bet
I’m better off dead
I’m filling my head
With smoke and sick breath
I’m just a waste of empty space anyways
What’s the use of using if I always come back down
What’s the point in treading water if I know I’m gonna drown