Chesnutt Vic - Square Room lyrics

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 k**ed myself Chasing rum with rum There were crows flying all around my head And I sure caught and ate me some It's funny how I alienated Those who I was trying just so So hard to impress Now half those f**ers hate me And I'm just a fool to all the rest