Lyrics

Feeling real good, feeling no pain
But feeling good is not enough
Isn’t that a fucking shame

Everything is fine, just killing all my pain
But killing you is not enough
This is not a fucking game

All strung out, all fucked up
Coming down on St John’s Bluff

All my life I wasn’t right
Lost my shit, who gives a fuck?

All strung out, time’s burnt up
Spinning around on St John’s Bluff

You hurt me like someone hurt you
And loving you is not enough
Isn’t that a fucking shame

Everything’s okay, I ain’t the same
Life is good enough
I feel so fucking tame

All pretty doubt, eye makeup
Going up yo St John’s Bluff

Got my knife, gonna fight
Going down, he better fuck

All strung out, there’s my death
Without a sound on St John’s Bluff

My heart cried out for you to think of me
All your heart wanted to do
Was think of her

Got a loaded gun, I hate the rain
I was but a kid
I don’t trust memories

All strung out, all fucked up
Coming down on St John’s Bluff

All my life I wasn’t right
Lost my shit, who gives a fuck?

Go to Kansas, meet you there
I’ll give a fuck, This I swear

“But after the navigator has set the course,
how do you adjust this automatic pilot?”