The Ending Of Dramamine

The drunk’s face breaks into sweat

As his friend falls under the wheels

But the headlights don't flinch

And the engine doesn't stutter

Oh, yeah

Think about myself

I think about myself

Care about myself

I care about myself

I only care about myself

And other fears too stupid to mention

The ending of Dramamine scared Degnan

The way that you all see me

That's who I am, but not who I need to be

Moving my joke body

Through the cold november night

Haha

Hate yourself

Do you hate yourself?

I don't hate myself

I tolerate myself

I wish I was someone else

But it seems too stupid to mention

I know I'll be ripped in heaven

I was young, I was thin

I had money and I loved you

But then came the

Shabba de bop bop be shibby day

Oh, yeah

Shabba de bop bop be shibby

I need a name for what I’m feeling

Then I can start to work on a meaning

Speaking of the

Shabba de bop bop be shibby day

Oh, yeah

Shabba de bop bop be shibby day

Oh, yeah

In a crowded room you will

Hear your own opinion voiced

You can sit back without a word

Watch it spread or fall silent

Oh, yeah

If it's too late to speak

I could get out of bed

Find a pencil and write

Leave it for you to find

If the moment is gone

To say I figured out what the problem was

I'd been thinking about it earlier

Hey! Can you hear me now?

Am I alone in my futile efforts?

Sometimes I get so mad

I can’t do the few things I usually can

Which is sad

Occupying space

I know I take up space

Will there be a space

For my soul in space?

(That's heaven to me)

Post office box 295

And now I'm young, and I'm thin

And I have money and I love you

But here comes the

Shabba de bop bop be shibby day

Oh, yeah

Shabba de bop bop be shibby

I need a name for what I’m feeling

Then I can start to work on a meaning

Speaking of the

Shabba de bop bop be shibby day

Oh, yeah

Shabba de bop bop be shibby day

Oh, yeah

(Thanks for fucking with my head, come again soon)

And in the sky there is a place

Where it's warm, and you're there

And I've got the power now

Yeah, I know what to do

To make you feel something besides pain

'Cause it's the love

That we've come to expect, to deserve

And then we fuck, and it's nice

It's not a complicated mess

And my back doesn't hurt

And your head

Doesn't tell you to kill yourself

So we smile and embrace

Until we don't know who we are

I can't hear a thing now

I guess I belong to me now

But when night fell on Montana

I found a rest stop completely deserted

But I still felt the eyes upon me

So I drove away