Johnny Manchild & The Poor Bastards
Overboard
Excuse my manners, normally I'm better 
But I've been dragged through the Fire 
Torn and weathered, pieced back together 
Not much left to admire 
I've been tryin, honestly I'm dyin
Keeping my head on straight 
Stuck on auto, blink and breathe and swallow 
Keep it up until I wake 

Killing time, Lorazepam, borderline 
Suicide, I've never been less sure 
Man overboard 

Friends expired, sympathies are tired 
Even those who try to pеrsist
Are few and seldom, succumbing to borеdom
And I don't blame em a bit
I was better, tired of being weathered
But the latter got the better of me 
I pick my poison, poise and make a choice 
And I rejoice into nihility 

Maybe I should say before I'm done
This isn't all that it's cracked up to be
This is not the way it's meant to go 
But nothing goes the way it's supposed to be 
And I am here, and I will persevere 
And still I fear, the worst is to appear
The idle thought, shifting into gear 
The loudest sound is ringing in my ears Oh
Maybe I'm just buying time
Until the final time I try 
The Killing time, K chloride on my mind 
Tired eyes, I've never been so sure 
Send me overboard