State Lines - sh** For Brains lyrics

Come all to the show down the street It's me on the front lawn with an apple in my teeth In school, in job interviews every day In every single way, we're on display Oh it's just the way that they make everything such a lie and true at the same time And there goes me, long-sleeved flannel and stained pair of jeans Walking down the street in summer heat just looking for a new way to murder my days Me and my sh** for brains