NNAMDÏ
Glasgow Grin
I hate myself for smiling

I'm sick of it sippin' this liquid that's sticking out of
My pack of six with a cigarette
Lit bottom lip is twisted assisting my spittin' out
Liquidy brown dip, then a bong hit, and I vomit
Puke my fucking brains out

I'm appalled
I hate my life
But the very next day I'll get up and call it a "good night"

I hate myself for smiling