Well this one day | |
My mind is strained | |
I, can I, can | |
I, can have fun | |
But no matter what | |
I doI how much | |
I just sip | |
I can't go on just sucking my thumb | |
Throwing away my toys | |
Resting at my door | |
After thinking that | |
I couldn't read | |
Sitting on the porch | |
And waiting for the porno | |
While sucking on my nicotine | |
I don't know why | |
I just want to die | |
And here's 2 bucks for you | |
If I take the carton | |
I should really fart | |
But I guess it’s a lot more healthier too | |
I don't know why | |
I just want to die | |
And here's 2 bucks for you | |
If I take the carton | |
I should really fart | |
But I guess it’s a lot more healthier too | |
Black dog grandma latex paved | |
All in violence today | |
I Guess I should, listen to what the doc says | |
My breathIs how the streets get paved | |
Every dayOh how the wind blows | |
Slow and soft as is slides through my nose | |
But that’s not enough | |
It’s never enough ‘till | |
I cough alone | |
Black dog grandma latex paved | |
All in violence today | |
I Guess I should, listen to what the doc says | |
My breathIs how the streets get paved | |
Every dayI | |
Guess I should, listen to what the doc says | |
My breathits how the streets get paved | |
Every day |
Well this one day | |
My mind is strained | |
I, can I, can | |
I, can have fun | |
But no matter what | |
I doI how much | |
I just sip | |
I can' t go on just sucking my thumb | |
Throwing away my toys | |
Resting at my door | |
After thinking that | |
I couldn' t read | |
Sitting on the porch | |
And waiting for the porno | |
While sucking on my nicotine | |
I don' t know why | |
I just want to die | |
And here' s 2 bucks for you | |
If I take the carton | |
I should really fart | |
But I guess it' s a lot more healthier too | |
I don' t know why | |
I just want to die | |
And here' s 2 bucks for you | |
If I take the carton | |
I should really fart | |
But I guess it' s a lot more healthier too | |
Black dog grandma latex paved | |
All in violence today | |
I Guess I should, listen to what the doc says | |
My breathIs how the streets get paved | |
Every dayOh how the wind blows | |
Slow and soft as is slides through my nose | |
But that' s not enough | |
It' s never enough ' till | |
I cough alone | |
Black dog grandma latex paved | |
All in violence today | |
I Guess I should, listen to what the doc says | |
My breathIs how the streets get paved | |
Every dayI | |
Guess I should, listen to what the doc says | |
My breathits how the streets get paved | |
Every day |
Well this one day | |
My mind is strained | |
I, can I, can | |
I, can have fun | |
But no matter what | |
I doI how much | |
I just sip | |
I can' t go on just sucking my thumb | |
Throwing away my toys | |
Resting at my door | |
After thinking that | |
I couldn' t read | |
Sitting on the porch | |
And waiting for the porno | |
While sucking on my nicotine | |
I don' t know why | |
I just want to die | |
And here' s 2 bucks for you | |
If I take the carton | |
I should really fart | |
But I guess it' s a lot more healthier too | |
I don' t know why | |
I just want to die | |
And here' s 2 bucks for you | |
If I take the carton | |
I should really fart | |
But I guess it' s a lot more healthier too | |
Black dog grandma latex paved | |
All in violence today | |
I Guess I should, listen to what the doc says | |
My breathIs how the streets get paved | |
Every dayOh how the wind blows | |
Slow and soft as is slides through my nose | |
But that' s not enough | |
It' s never enough ' till | |
I cough alone | |
Black dog grandma latex paved | |
All in violence today | |
I Guess I should, listen to what the doc says | |
My breathIs how the streets get paved | |
Every dayI | |
Guess I should, listen to what the doc says | |
My breathits how the streets get paved | |
Every day |