Low Spirits - Handguns

I caught a glimpse of my reflection today

Couldn’t help but notice how much I’ve changed

And then I thought back to those calm carefree days

When there was nothing in my way

But hey, I know you hate me for going crazy

I haven’t been myself, pessimism doesn’t help

And hey, yeah it’s pathetic, I’m apathetic

I do this to myself, it’s my own living hell

Expect the worst when I’m around

Your head’s in the clouds but I’ll bring you down

I’m jaded, frustrated, and burnt out

So expect the worst cause I’ll be sure to let you down

Sitting on this lookout all alone

Thinking I may never come back home

Running from my problems, the only way to solve them

But I still don’t know where I’m running too

But hey, please don’t hate me for going crazy

I know my point of view is a little more than skewed

Expect the worst when I’m around

Your heads in the clouds but I’ll bring you down

I’m jaded, frustrated, and burnt out

So expect the worst cause I’ll be sure to let you down

Winter’s over but I feel colder

The chip on my shoulder’s taking over

Blocking out the lights

Standing on the edge of the tallest building

Surely it’s a trap but clear we’re falling

I’ll find the answers down below

And figure out why I became an asshole

Expect the worst when I’m around

Your heads in the clouds but I’ll bring you down

I’m jaded, frustrated, and burnt out

So expect the worst cause I’ll be sure to let you down

Expect the worst when I’m around

Your heads in the clouds but I’ll bring you down

I’m jaded, frustrated, and burnt out

So expect the worst cause I’ll be sure to let you down

I’ll let you down