Lyrics:
with a whole new hatred for blondes
But bias? I hate all bi-es the same baby, come on
Excuse the pun, but bi- is such a broad statement
And I am
took it there, so there I'm already going
I'm so screwed up, I'm so scared to lose her
Even though she do me wrong I always choose her
Smoking this
Dayton's in his hand
Keys in his hand reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Alesis he had dreams of Caprice's
Drove by
chopped and screwed
Im in here with my crew
Feel like deion way im smooth
All this money that I blew
Smoking gas to the moon
Ill be back Ill see you soon
to a click track
What's wrong with me? I count to three
I screwed it up to the Judas Tree
I bow my head, I turn my eyes
I ran away, right by your side
Even If I came too late, I'll be there in time
(Wedededodo)
What have I done?
Oh, what have I done?
Oh, what have I done?
Screwed up
havin' a blast
The clock had long struck twelve when we vacated the bar
Knocked back by club after club
Fourth place we give up and spark a dart out
anything like this
I always wind up screwed without a kiss
And every single minute that goes by
I'm getting deeper in it all the time
Oh nay, hey
Okay,
Sick of politicians
Harassment and laws
All we do is get screwed up
By other people's flaws
World turned upside down now
Nothing else to do
Live in
to say,
Don't say nothing at all.
I go bitten by the bitter bug,
And now I just can't get enough pf ill will and my own conceit.
I'm weary
believe in politically correct
You wanna a piece better have a set
A rifle and a four wheel drive is all i need
Small mouth bass on the end of a hook
lean all the lean, already way too screwed up
Was way too gone, I was way too cold
Fifty yard Hail Mary I was way too thrown
I was Tarzan, raised by
internationally known baby but actually
There are few people who know how I am naturally
All you know is that I can act irrationally
When you shove a puppet up
found a body in the garbage dump
She got screwed up by religion
She got screwed by soccer players
She got high for the first time
At the camps down
own pops
Homie I seen too much to drink them two cups
Can't lean on the lean already way too screwed up
Was way to gone I was way to cold
Fifty yard
[originally by AC/DC]
Stand up and be counted
For what you are about to receive
We are the dealers
We'll give you everything you need
All hail
that you don't know nothing
By the way you carry yourself you dumb fuck
I'm basked up and Jim Carrey myself
You better duck, bless screwed
You'll be
but you let it go by, yee
I was just fucked up, I was just down, down bad
I had to tighten the fuck up, but I'm here for the crown, crown (oh, shit)
royally screwed,
"I'm ready for my close up, where's the mark, where's my line, where's my lunch, I, oh I love the sound of that voice"
Nobody talks like
man, then we were Ziggy's band
Now Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo
Like some cat from Japan, he could lick 'em by smiling
man, then we were Ziggy's band
Now Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo
Like some cat from Japan, he could lick 'em by smiling
and fools
And phony saint saviors
Fame's pick me up, gets drowned in
Pop's twinkle and dreams, torn at the seams
It can leave you with nothing left at all
will it take us to finally make something new?
When will we wake up and finally stop getting screwed
It's hypocrisy, not democracy and we're all being
Drivin up north
With my girl on my side
Slept 1 hour tryna open my eyes
Got locked outside
Of the place we we're stayin
Sore fingers from all
The pin
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