Less Than Jake. Gnv Fla. The Life of the Party Has Left the Building. Zeneszám

The cycle circles, stalls then spins
Describes the current state I'm in
It's like I nose dived in a crash
With all my blackouts and scraped hands

It's in the words caught in my throat
It's in the how did I get old?
I'd like to sleep my life away
But I'd just wake up years too late