Dang cricket Rabbit spinach I've been stuck in the land of digits I'm really five foot ten please try to believe me
Poor wording Out of courage No luck with the playful verbiage Used all but ten percent of possible meanings
You really ought to know by now That you get what you give And if you don't commit You'll be desperate just to fit in
They don't practice Then they wonder why they suck Patient? Always been Now don't get outta touch
I should have told them that I know better but now I'll show ‘em that I'm know no quitter
I sit my house sucking smoke through my mouth Glued to my couch trying not to go psychotic I got cable to learn another angle But I'm unable to get the hell out of my own head It's been about 15 years since I've changed my mind about any opinion Clutching to all the same fears that live the tissue of my protoplasm Talking heads “Fuck the feds” So well read I'm impressed How did you acquire all this undue confidence By babbling about current events And begging people “smash that like?”
Who that Do that Make improvements Work the lane Til worth consuming
Done
Bear that Wear that Slanging pain Art like daggers, ball ‘n chain
Done
You're never honest Telling folks what they've missed And now they're all pissed Trying not to be neurotic Got no precision to leverage your ambition Say you've got vision Well, why are you always so God damn wrong?
It's been about 15 years since I've changed my mind about any opinion Clutching to all the same fears that live the tissue of my protoplasm You offer nothing but you want it all You need the adequate to cover for your shortfalls Propitiating to your own cabal Pitiful tantrums to show them you're not small
Dying In a dream I should have fooled myself with self esteem I wanna be oozing health like sub machine Instead, I'm chomping on rockets and sucking creamTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
