Annuals

I got magic in my head, magic up my nose, magic coming out my fingers, magic crying out my eyes. Ive got magic everywhere I fucking look. I cant fight it either, I wish I could.
Step foot down
Hold him to the ground
Whine though he may, youve got some bills to pay
Its all Ive ever known its everything until I say so, you say "so say so."
Okay, Ive got lots of friends
in rather dry places
Ive got lots of pills in my pocket
If you want some, Id like to share
With you and everyone that you care about.
But I dont know what to do for you?
Do you care
I dont know whats best for you
Sick and dying
Ive been spending all my time
Sleeping of concious debts
and licking bags clean of everything I love
and anything I can carry around
Im a restless rat
strun up and burnt out.
Losing my fur to the wind
Catching looks from baby, white mice
Bastards in a black weeping vice.
But sometimes, the sunlight
It just wont let me cry
When leaves tickle my arms I cant help but let my mouth sing.
Sing out words of trust
In a language I still dont comprehend
What does meaning mend in the end?
I dont know what to do for you
I dont know whats best for you
I dont know what to do for you
I dont know whats best for you
But sometimes, the sunlight
It just wont let me cry
When leaves tickle my arms I cant help but let my mouth sing.
Sing out words of trust
In a language I still dont comprehend
What does meaning mend in the end?
In the end
[ Carry Around Lyrics ]