The Hard Aches
I Feel Like I’m Dying
Well I feel like I'm dying
As my insides are giving up
I'm known for a lack of trying
And for a run of shitty luck
But at least I'm still breathing
Yeah at least I'm still breathing

And I'm still no good at flying
I should just jump or give it up
I'm known for a lack of trying
And for a run a giving up
But at least I'm still breathing
Yeah at least I'm still breathing

I don't, know why, I even, try
Who the hell am I kidding?
Still blows, your minds, how I'm upright
Who the hell am I kidding?

If you could only be so kind
To put a gun up to my head
Well put a gun up to my head
Go on and blow my mind
If you could only be so kind
To put a gun up to my head
Well put a gun up to my head
Go on and blow my mind
Go on and blow my mind

I don't, know why, I even, try
Who the hell am I kidding?
Still blows, your minds, how I'm upright
Who the hell am I kidding?
Who the hell am I kidding?