Headsick - Matt Maeson, Rozwell, Manchester Orchestra

I’ve got stones that I want to throw

But that distance they would never go

I’ve got a bone that don’t laugh no more

I think it’s numb from the bottle sores

When I woke up to see that version of me

Bags under my eyes and colored pale pink

Hydration desperate with eyes that won’t speak

I let life take a cash-only toll on me

I got bones that I want to break

Drink my poison and I hope it takes

I got a dog that don’t walk no more

It may seem funny but I’m not so sure

When I woke up to see that version of me

Bags under my yes and colored pale pink

Hydration dsperate with eyes that won’t speak

I let life take a cash-only toll on me

I found hope in a hopeless home

Found my father but I lost my soul

I tried to trace it, I aimed to scope

I tried to kill it, but it’s all I know

When I woke up to see that version of me

Bags under my eyes and colored pale pink

Hydration desperate with eyes that won’t speak

I let life take a cash only toll on me

I’m headsick, I’m drug bit

I’m loveless, I’m traffic

I’m headsick, I’m drug bit

I’m loveless, I’m traffic

I’m headsick, I’m drug bit

I’m loveless, I’m traffic

I’m headsick, I’m drug bit

I’m loveless, I’m traffic

When I woke up to see that version of me

Bags under my eyes and colored pale pink

Hydration desperate with eyes that won’t speak

I let life take a cash-only toll on me