i don't have a lot to say because i lose my mind each day so lock me in a padded room, straight up, straight out straight jacket doom goin' nuts, insane you see this padded room so leave me be this padded room here all the time. cause you see I lost my mind
I bust a nut an lost a bolt, now you know my lifes on hold cause all these doctors think im crazy, but all thi shit it doesn't please me oh yeah , imgonna lose it now, can't stop me no way , no how there's a word, i hink its zonkers, all these people think im BONKERS
Society is smothering me, this place is where people fuck quietly and they have bland orgasms, suburbia is so beautiful expansive green lawns for expensive white people and that mailman he smiles and says hello (i just wanna roll his ass) you wanna know why? cause now are the days you've got to be crazed you've gotta live your life your own way
I'd really like to run away, go out and have some fun and play but i'm still locked in this padded room with this world's fucked up, shitty gloom competition sucks, you see this padded room is killing me this padded room, i'm here to die. just tripped out no reason why I pound a spike and lose a screw my brains scrambled nothing you can do be great to play while someone pays me, not called bonkers its called LAZY i'll stand up and take a bow what do you think of me now? there's a word i think its zonkers, all these clones they say i'm BONKERS!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
