Lukewarm

Put your index finger in your mouth
 And scratch your cheek real slow
 Draw blood, taste water
 And drink it so there's no more
 Throw a punch, watch it sail through the air
 Keep talking but there's nobody there
 Can't remember anything that you say
 Slit your throat and die and wake up the next day
 I wanna scream, I wanna run
 I'd die at 22 to feel alive at 21
 It's lukewarm and stale bread
 I wanna put a magic bullet in my head
 It's lukewarm, it's stale bread
 I wanna get my heavy bones out of bed
 I couldn't pass the Turing test if I had the answer sheet
 I wanna leave everyone who loves me
 'Cause I'm so bland, and they're so sweet
 The news used to make me cry every time
 I'd rather cry than cum tonight
 I can't even give a fuck in my dreams
 Oh, what I wouldn't give to care enough to scream
 I wanna scream, I wanna run
 I'd die at 22 to feel alive at 21
 It's lukewarm and stale bread
 I wanna put a magic bullet in my head
 I wanna put a magic bullet in my bed
 Snort coke, get fucked
 Go to church and pray to live a life that doesn't suck
 Read books and get laid
 And maybe God will let me fucking die one day