I'm Loose

I'll sit down and write some stupid rhmye
I've got a million genius ways of wasting time
I'm loose
I'm loose
I'm sick of making these false conversations
I'm sick of taking these false accusations
I'm sick of this wild goose chase
I'm up to my neck in for social grace
I'm loose
I'm loose
I'm sick of making these false conversations
I'm sick of taking these false accusations
Getting tired at the end of the street
With a bottle of whiskey and no shoes on my feet
Once I could play this six string piece, once I had a clear head and I could sing
I'm loose