Lyrics:
Ta ta ta
Ta tata ta ta ta
Oh this cold will pass by
In time that’s where I’ll find
My mind
999 tea trust the process
And I’ll break free from
Little boy running and the little girl too
Got the money tucked up in their hands
Over the wall and down into the street
Give your money
before
Be this be that
I've heard it before
Heard it before
Big boys don't cry
Shoot low aim high
Eat up stay thin
Stand out fit in
Good girls
before
Be this, be that, I've heard it before, heard it before
Big boys don't cry
Shoot low aim high
Eat up stay thin
Stand out fit in
Good girls
God for
So, thank God
I get to wake up by your side and thank God
Your hand fits perfectly in mine and thank God
You loved me when you didn't have
by noon and beer before that
Southbound train on a hellbound track
Might just put two middle fingers up and throw one back
For all the people who
Uh, 999 to get in
With the extroverts and the introverts
And I swear to God they do not fit in
I made like back to back
Hits in the studio
I made it
Oh, you don't compare, don't fit in with 'em, do you get me?
Judgin' by the way you open up, you get me
Ooh, out of this world, hands on, baby, now
build it up again with someone new
Build it brick by brick, till I find a girl that fits
This home's a whole lot better without you
Oh, I'll go it alone,
the real
Speak the real
It`s a quarter after nine on my AM FM
Radio Shack digital motel six o?clock alarm reads
"40, get your ass up, time to hit
a quarter after nine on my AM FM
Radio Shack digital motel six o?clock alarm reads
"40, get your ass up, time to hit the grind
You can`t afford to pass no
What a beautiful noise
Comin' up from the street
Got a beautiful sound
It's got a beautiful beat
It's a beautiful noise
Goin' on everywhere
one
Destroyed by a penance to sorrow
Look out, the feeling's rushing back again
Too much, too numb
It's ripped the seam, I stitch it up again
It's knowin' that your door is always open
And your path is free to walk
That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag
Rolled up and stashed behind
the motherfuckers that don't fit in (Yeah)
The drug-abusers, codeine users that been hurt by women (Yeah)
I'm a drug-abusing, codeine using, modern-day John Lennon
on, so they're headin' downtown
('Round here) everybody's lookin' for a come up
And they wanna know what you're about
Me in the middle with the one I
Night after night, I try to make it all fit together
Night after night, I see you as someone I remember
You took me by surprise, opened up my eyes
your couch
And it's knowing I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that have dried up on some line
That keeps you in
"Strong man strangle universe
He drown the stars
Blinded by the mission of a thousand wars
He fit and dominant
Not wonder why
He heed
the introverts, the motherfuckers that don't fit in (Yeah)
The drug-abusers, codeine users that been hurt by women (Yeah)
I'm a drug-abusing, codeine using,
the motherfuckers that don't fit in (Yeah)
The drug-abusers, codeine users that been hurt by women (Yeah)
I'm a drug-abusing, codeine using, modern-day John Lennon
I put a fishing rod by your bed
Right next to a Bible
I leaned a guitar in the corner of your room
With some Milsap on vinyl
I figured the best
Man, what's up with these niggas out here
Mad at us cause we on top
I love to see niggas gettin' money
Better get it while the gettin' is good
Fatefully
I tried to pick my battles
'Til the battle picked me
Misery
Like the war of words, I shouted in my sleep
And you passed right by
I
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