Text: Wilhelm Scream (A). A Wilhelm Scream - EP. Australias.

i get up in the morning eyes swollen shut
past peek? stale and weak and washed up
that squippers?? is the well and chaneys??
got me reminiscing on my future lately

so i take it outside
kick out the coffee and turn off the lights
i blame you for all of this and of my fall
to my friend, one hand blames the other one
i know when to quit but i'm not yet done

try to pull the wool over the wove
till you can't see the white of my eyes
you bastards aren't so young anymore

i can't stop the menace
so i'm skipping out on breakfast
brand new shit i got into in the week,
in the case of my catastrophe
i will tell you what is real,
i most definitely in the weeds
fell like complaining
blame me for everything it's all my fault
to my friends? one hand blames the other one
i know when to stop but i'm not yet done

try to pull the wool over the wove
till you can't see the white of my eyes
you bastards aren't so young anymore

you're pouring out salt on every wound
with the salts of the earth and skies
you bastards aren't so young anymore

once you go i won't come back to you
why would it
why would it

breakdown
come back to you
breakdown

try to pull the wool over the wove
till you can't see the white of my eyes
you bastards aren't so young anymore

you're pouring out salt on every wound
with the salts of the earth and skies
you bastards aren't so young anymore

breakdown
no time like the next one
breakdown
each day the same as the last one

for just another poor sport