Lyrics:
I was beating my head in, head in
Against the wall
I was beating my brains dead, brains dead
Against it all
Junk sick
Just here for
God, what do you need?
Lost in junk sick
No sleep no motion
She said 'I've nothing to lose'
Love sick? Skin game
Welcome to romance
She's like
The nature of need
Leaves you junk sick and lonely"
"Trick it up
Trick it up good"
She moved
Like a ghost to the door
She said
"This is a re-al love story"
Sick punk you're on the sick junk
talkin' 'bout the time that you've been missin'
I'm talkin' 'bout the time that you've been living
I'm talkin'
sick punk
you're on the sick junk
talkin' 'bout the time that you've been missin'
i'm talkin' 'bout the time that you've been living
i'm talkin'
A betrayal
Baptism
Bifurcation
Benedictions
Barbarism
Regressive, reckless
Convictions
Christendom,
A conflagration
Smug smiles
Callous ministry
Junk
on the run
I’m on the run
I’m on the run
I’m on the run
I’m on the run
I’m on the run
I’m on the run
I’m on the run
Don’t underestimate me
Junk sick city
try, how I try
Would you believe me if I said it's not all bad?
Cuz being junk sick in bed isn't what your head thought you would have
Is there anything
There's something wrong
I'm panning for hope in a junk sick river
Trying to find the other two bits on my dollar
Down fault lines and phone lines
I wanna cry
I gotta dance, I gotta die
Junk-sick mornin's in the subway train
I shouldn't be there love in vain
whiskey in the ice-box colour TV
& for
halls
So hard to write when you just need to draw
Canceled eyes burning in the skid rows
Neon chaos in a junk-sick dawn
Now
Can you hear
The needle is
there's a risk
Assume the looming doom before it hits
And take off the mits, kick a spunky beat, put in a choke hold no hands like monkey feet
Sick junk
moving on real quick
Leave me behind just flopping on this filthy floor
Where is all the punk music
Sick of all the junk music
Listen to us yell and scream
a worn out penthouse
Your junk is habitual
You're sick and you're beautiful
Bounce me hard and dunk me
I'm just your basketball
Lay me up then
Wishing for each of you to stop breathing
In the coldness of this tortured life
I see more darkness coming
I'm fully aware you think I'm a sick junk
I
Store junk
So sick of eating cheap canned food
Living check-to-check I'm a financial wreck
with a real nasty attitude
Flim and flam'ing me, nickel
a psycho)
Freak show
(I'm a freak show)
Sexy
(I am sexy)
Everyone invited
Everyone invited
Make shaking
Junk-twisted
Sick
Nympho money pissing
of looting useless junk
Graphics making our eyes bleed
We don't want your endless shit
It's just not the game we need
Sick of looting useless junk
Graphics
Ay what it is what it do
Here's another one through and through
Time after time tried and true
From B to you it's Junk MuZik two
Flow so sick hadda
Single fold sick insert design in junk
Grocery bag sleeve all the colors drunk
Texts of confusion and joy
Pink plastic pressing for bratfink
em tuff never back down never give up
Let me tell you what i'm sick of this junk let's get away from that new new
Cause they dont make em like they
and family, baby, how junk food makes me sick
Like to play a little Hootie on my old six string you're in love with Darius
I can only hope that one of these
panic
I'm on a trip, I must be high, don't give a fuck
I hope I die, I must be drunk, look at my funk
I need to fly, I'm sick of junk, I need to thrive, I
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She’s the best actress in the world
I got no food, they got no pearls
I’ma lil junk, I need lil perc
Sick of beein’ purp, YPC shirt
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