Lord Huron - Not Dead Yet

 Lord Huron - Not Dead Yet

All messed up with nowhere to go 
I stare at myself in the mirror alone 
It's hard to make friends when you're half in the grave 
But I ain't dead yet and I've got something to say 
Oh-ohh, yeah 
You got holes in your clothes, booze on your breath 
You look like hell and you smell like death 
Oh-ohh 

There's a stranger in my eyes again 
I swear to God I don't know him 
You're tired of me, I'm tired of you 
So turn around and leave it to myself 
 You got holes in your clothes and booze on your breath 
You look like hell and you smell like death, oh-ohh 
I've been out way too long, heading right for the edge 
If she asks about me, tell her I'M NOT DEAD YET !!!   

Please tell her I’M NOT DEAD YET !!!  

You got holes in your clothes and booze on your breath 
You look like hell and you smell like death, oh-ohh