I Swear, I Swear

And this slightly compulsive behavior
Gets in the way of my brain
And sometimes people are alright
Old friends don’t talk to me any more and I always see them down the block
Down the block and drinking
Downing the block and drinking the steam
How is it we’re still breathing?
She said we would die years ago
But now she’s fucking down the block and keeping away from
the part of the world I keep
because I keep it all, all stuck up in my head, it’s all there
I swear, I swear
My mom says I swear too much
That bitch says it’s not her fucking fault
That we’re here
And I’m still just waiting for graduating