Bomb The Music Industry! - King of Minneapolis Pts. I & II lyrics

[Pt I. DRANK MYSELF TO DEATH] We got a bottle of Jim Beam and I drank a liter To distract me from my constant overthinking I need a breather You built this up your head. The pressure Relax, don't think too much cause you can't take this Well, I relaxed with liquor The pressure has gone away, but baby, I can't see sh** It's not the same to me when falling on my face I finally drank myself to d**h Enter the shaking, maaan, I shoulda eaten something. Enter the crying "My life is useless and I won't amount to nothing." Better start dying You built this up your head. The pressure Relax, don't think too much cause you can't take this Well, I relaxed with liquor The pressure has gone away, but baby, I can't see sh** It's not the same to me when falling on my face Wrap me up in sheets, there's nothing left to see her I should be old enough to know (better better) And I SHOULD be young enough to not take everything so seriously SHOULD be smart enough to know that doing this is dangerous This mixing anxious energy with drunk ferocious carelessness I finally drank myself to d**h It's turned to laughs I'm turning red outside on Cedar St It's twenty-two degrees I'm screaming "M-I-N-N-E-A-P-O-L-I-S CAN KISS MY ASS IN HELL" I've built you up in my head and now you've started a war in my head [Pt. II. TRUE 'TIL COLLEGE] Get me a friend or a smoke or a hospital or a suicide pill Get me a million dollar record deal so I can end this charade I've been writing the same song over again, over again, over again Over and over and over and over again And it feels like h**n I just got addicted to demanding your attention for my trite repetition And I can't stop thinking about the first songs I ever wrote Where I swore off alcohol cause I knew better And I can't stop feeling like that "straight edge" sh** became a cult But I'm kidding myself by believing that the bar scene is any better And I keep writing the same damn song over again and over again and over again And it feels like there's nothing left at all