hello everybody, this is hush. 
the views and expressions in this song 
are not necessarily those of any fuckin' body. 
and if you do have these views & expressions, 
you are fucked up. 

okay, so I know you don't like the slow shit 
but wait a second people, before you throw fits. 
just try to picture you inside a maze, 
see I'm always caught up in this suicidal craze. 
I always try to think about what would happen after, 
everybody cryin' - big tears of laughter. 
I guess I shouldn't try no more to fight this, 
so I wrote a couple ways, & it goes just like this: 
maybe I should jump off a really big boat 
in the shark-infested waters & see if I can float. 
it doesn't seem hard, I'm a natural born swimmer; 
I took one class but didn't pass the beginner. 
ooh, I know I'll run into a police station, 
& have a gun fight, one might to start blazing. 
hit me point blank & end my frustration - 
with my luck they'd be all gone on vacation. 

all around me are familiar faces, worn out places; 
worn out faces. hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow 
- no tomorrow, no tomorrow. 

see I feel like the Beatles when they lost John Lennon, 
'cause ain't no comin' back from that, it's all ended. 
I picture how my funeral looks, it's so drastic - 
closed casket, time's up & no basket. 
all because I leaped into on-coming traffic, 
the pressure's too big for me to move past it. 
I shoulda been gone man, at least ten times, 
this time it's all over - I can see the headlines. 
"a mouthful of pills & an ounce of cocaine 
shot up a sea biscuit to drown the slow pain. 
& one speed ball goes out like River Phoenix." 
I'm sick of writin' songs, so now I'm gonna do it; 
it's just too much for anyone to go through it. 
a can of gasoline & a handful of matches 
I locked all the doors, so patten down the hatches. 

all around me are familiar faces, worn out places; 
worn out faces. hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow 
- no tomorrow, no tomorrow. 

all around me are familiar faces, worn out places; 
worn out faces. hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow 
- no tomorrow, no tomorrow. 

so listen everybody, wanna hear my pain shout? 
is it really gonna take for me to clear my brains out? 
a gage in my mouth, wouldn't hurt no brain 
unless I pulled the trigger like Kurt Cobain. 
I'm all set to go, see I bought the book, 
loaded up an extra clip, took the phone off the hook. 
wrote a bill & left everything to my two kids, 
I betcha never thought that it would come down to this. 
everybody understand, so grin & bear at people, 
guns on my hip, one's in the desert eagle. 
I had to take an air so somebody hears me, 
I've been screaming 'til my nose, mouth, eyes & ears 
bleed. 
yesterday I kissed my kids for one last time, 
it's too bad I won't see them grow up past nine. 
I wouldn't blast mine, if anyone was up there - 
so I guess no one's listening, or just doesn't care. 

all around me are familiar faces, worn out places; 
worn out faces. hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow 
- no tomorrow, no tomorrow. 

all around me are familiar faces, worn out places; 
worn out faces. hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow 
- no tomorrow, no tomorrow.