My Dying Spirit

I'm barely on my feet mama

I'm barely holding on by a thread

Every night I lose a different friend

Thought I had it how I wanted

And far away as I could ever dream

I don't think California's my speed

All on my own

All I know

If I'm high like those other guys you've kissed

Maybe I'll find you in my bed again

But I'm all alone living on the edge

I'm right at the limit

Will I ever heal my dying spirit

I'm hanging on a needless hunger

That keeps the tears out the devil's eyes

I don't eat because he tells me that it's fine

I'm barely even standing now

But godd**n I need another round

I can hear my name out in the crowd yeah yeah

If I'm high like those other guys you've kissed

Maybe I'll find you in my bed again

But I'm all alone living on the edge

I'm right at the limit

Will I ever heal my dying spirit

If I was a hotel lobby

You'd be mighty ****ing sorry

To be staying at this piece of **** right off highway 9

I'm on the floor of my kitchen on a vaporizing mission

To find a little calm

Please ease my mind

I'm so sorry Alex I won't make her graduation

But tell this lonely girl she's the apple of my eye

Tell her take your time

Take your time

Take your

Take your

Take your time

I get high

Yeah oh baby yeah

Every night I'm hanging by a thread

Yeah oh baby yeah

I'll never heal it my dying spirit