The Gold Rush

Do you feel like the whole world is ignoring you?
Like you’ve got nothing to look forward to?
I know just how you’re feeling
I know too well
It’s tap water and boots for dinner
Or grit my teeth for another winter
You’re too strung out to see me
You’re too strung out
Always one step behind
Always one foot below
Always one step behind
We’re not smoking speed like we’re 17
Everybody is always pissed at me
I know just how to reach you
I know so well