Hawaii 5-0 Noseblunt

So get caught
 Or quit life
 Whatever you want
 I got fucked
 Too quick
 Perfectly too blunt
 I know what I need (shiny meds)
 All at once, my form of lent
 Cure me (I'm cured, I think)
 It's too early for disease
 And I'm clean, cleaner, but still not a saint
 I washed my hands too fast, I plugged my head into an empty glass
 But I swear I'm fine, still not a saint, but more or less refined
 I washed my hands in brass, I fear I'll drown in a holy bath
 Cure me
 Deliver me unto a body with less insecurity
 But I turned around this time
 And I'll leave without regard to me and mine
 I came to you when I couldn't shut anything out
 I promised myself that I wouldn't melt into the ground
 But here I am, in an earthly, woolen bed
 Making friends with the far too many thoughts in my head
 I swear I'm fine
 Oh, god, I hope I'm fine
 You're always so welcoming
 I'm always too anxious
 Too quiet and discreet
 I'm perfectly inconspicuous
 Can't you tell me
 I'm too tired to think
 To get the words out of my mouth
 Just let them die in their own clout