I don’t blame anybody for my problems I got them on my own I’m the problem The man mirror is a goblin Burning all the bridges in my city Im an arson Ima carpenter Building my own coffin Throwing up liquor in the toilet n the garbage Pop another pill im killing my self softly This is not the way I want to die but probably it’s likely Getting high like a kite be I’m swimming in the deep end In the water where the sharks be And they can smell blood I am on the short bus I’m on my way to the Telly Where all the whores are And I can’t find no way to Get my mind off all these porn stars I need to tighten up I need to brush off I need the man in the mirror to tell me Something else I need to tighten up I need to ask for help I need the man in the mirror to tell me Something else The new drug is telling me to try me Finally a new high Swerving lane to lane I’m so car sick Eyeballs bulging out my head im a Martian