Square Room Lyrics - Vic Chesnutt

Sitting in a square room 

My voice is freezing 

And the beams that are bouncing off the moon 

Are hanging from my window like icicles 

Just a tired old alcoholic, waxing bucolic 

Shivering and homesick 

Staring at a wooden floor 

Staring at a wooden floor 

Last night I nearly killed myself 

Chasing rum with rum 

There were crows flying all around my head 

And I sure caught and ate me some 

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It's funny how I alienated 

Those who I was trying just so 

So hard to impress 

Now half those fuckers hate me 

And I'm just a fool to all the rest 

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Why do I insist on drinking myself to the grave 

Why do I dream about cozy coffin 

I had all these plans of great things to accomplish 

But I end up purely pathetic more than often