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Postat March 6, 2010 de web moderator in Versuri

Sittin' on the corner of 33rd and utter hell
You ain't killed nobody today, but I ain't well
Hangin' up on strippers, working on my 3rd bottle of liquor
You smellin' like cat litter, still bitter
Walk around the earth stressed
I've been buggin' since I fell out of my mothers dress
I guess, I'll have another panic attack
It's always darkest right before it's pitch black

World full of crazy people and I guess I'm one in the same
And I tell you man it's evil, but I don't know no other game
How did I get so dirty, you can see it on my face
But I ain't killed nobody today, just yet
So ya'll better give me some praise

I'm mood swingin' like a wreckin' ball
Knockin out a wall and I don't got a gun
So I'm shootin' birds at ya'll
And it piss me off more that you don't fall
I oughta take a ball of C4 to the mall

Lookin' out the window and the world calls me a chump
Smokin' a cig at the gas pump
Hey you wanta' bump
Excuse me sir, can you spare a buck of two
Fuck you mother fucker, I need liquor too
The worlds a cess pool and I'm a piece of shit
Stomach hangin' out my mouth when I'm blowin grits
I'm like a rat inside the wheel and it's played out
Drivin' off a cliff, smoke a spliff on the way down
Can't get a bitch, all of them are gay now
Hey pal, got the time? Does anybody really know?
Man, ya'll done lost ya'll mind
Well, so has everybody else
We're just cuttin' in line

World full of crazy people and I guess I'm one in the same
And I tell you man it's evil, but I don't know no other game
How did I get so dirty, you can see it on my face
But I ain't killed nobody today, just yet
So ya'll better give me some praise

And how am I suppose to walk
And how am I suppose to talk
And how am I suppose to live
When I ain't gotta damn thang to give
(Repeat)

Hey you wanna get a 50 piece, nah
Me neither
You ever wanna kill a cop, nah
Me neither
Ever contemplated suicide, nah
Me neither
You ever wanna run through a mall with an M16
Yellin' kill em all, nah
Me neither
You ever wanna swerve into the oncoming lane
Leavin' nothin' but body parts, wrecked cars and brains, nah
Well, me neither

World full of crazy people and I guess I'm on in the same
And I tell you man it's evil, but I don't know no other game
How did I get so dirty, you can see it on my face
But I ain't killed nobody today, just yet
So ya'll better give me some praise

Tags: rehab, crazy people

Versuri rehab - thinkin again

Postat March 6, 2010 de web moderator in Versuri

Satisfaction is power over everything and I'm powerless
Gluttony hasn't gone out of style since the fall of man
We scratch and claw we steal and kill ambitions caused
When one can't forget the magnitude of his fist high
And I'm thinkin' again
Trying to unravel the mystery of existing so perplexing
I'm not missing anything
I don't think
Constantly listening and looking and feeling and I'm still
Just as lost as a human can be
And I'm thinkin' again
All I can do is let it happen to me

And I'm thinkin' again
I'm thinkin' again
And I'm thinkin' again
And I'm thinkin' again
And I'm thinkin' again

Looking for things to do to pass the time between birth
And becoming part of the earth
Working playing and laying staring comparing
That over there to this
I'm blaming those in charge cuz after all there's nothing else to do
Money pays for things that don't really belong to you

And I'm thinkin' again
And I'm thinkin' again
And I'm thinkin' again
And I'm thinkin' again
And I'm thinkin' again

A velvet tablecloth a pack of viceroys a bottle of gin
And I'm thinkin' again
And I'm thinkin' again
And I'm thinkin' again
And I'm thinkin' again

A deck of cards playing solitaire birds everywhere in a park on a bench
I smell of an aweful stench
I am a loser and I'm all alone I sit in the bathroom and thump my bone
I got 25 cents to my name a bag of laundry who's to blame
I haven't worked in 16 days

And I'm thinkin' again
And I'm thinkin' again
And I'm thinkin' again
And I'm thinkin' again
And I'm thinkin' again

Versuri rehab - more like you

Postat March 6, 2010 de web moderator in Versuri

An excess rules everything I do

So tell me how can I be more like you

Cause all of this don't seem to bother you

So tell me how can I be more like you

The lights are on but nobody's home

If I'm mad, well them my mouth foam

Cover my transportation in chrome

Under the sky dome

Pegasus flown over my skeletal features

But an opaque anatomy is all I'll ever be

For none to see

A numb teacher holding a counseling position

Posture remaining unchristian

Slouchin' down so low I'm missing

Caverns and taverns is where I sought my refuge

Stood in the foyer of the brothel meshing with sin

Grippin' a bottle

How many times I sat up in the night sky

Craving to die, wanting to fly

Knowing this was all a lie

The succubus French kissed me in the orafice

Complex as Oedipus left in my mouth a taste of distrust

Lust for flesh & bone, but ain't no angels in dust

Ain't no heroines in opium, word up I scoped 'em

There ain't no answers this is all random evolution

Best check the chemicals in your solution

You might be prostitutin'

An excess rules everything I do

So tell me how can I be more like you

Cause all of this don't seem to bother you

So tell me how can I be more like you

Why is everything so technical, got me thinkin' mechanical

Puffi' on those botanicals, every second so critical

Board with the human language

Anguish, beats on my mental, fuckin' with chemicals

Sick as the appetites of cannibals

Far away they shoot a laser from a computer

It ricochets off a satellite panel

To a missile silo in Cuba

Eyes behold catastrophe

Forseen by Nostradamus, the prophets peep the millennium

Age of the broken promise

More religions than park pigeons

The poor envy the rich and

Monetary decisions make pessimistic the vision

It's like the whole planet went off the deep end

While I was sleepin'

Men be leapin off ledges, when there women leave for the weekend

The human mind's an asylum, dialin' help lines repeatedly

Pushin' garbage down and putting more in so greedily

In the head of irate Babylonians

Everything is what it is, even when it's not

An excess rules everything I do

So tell me how can I be more like you

Cause all of this don't seem to bother you

So tell me how can I be more like you

Versuri rehab - sittin at a bar

Postat March 6, 2010 de web moderator in Versuri

Bar tender I really did it this time
Broke my parole to have a good time
When I got home it was 6 a.m.
The door was locked so I kicked it in
She was trippin' on the bills
I think she was high on some pills
She through my shit out into the yard
Called me a bum and smacked me real hard
And in my drunkin' stooper
I did what I should of never done
Now I'm sittin' here talking to you
Drunk and on the run

I'm sittin' at a bar on the inside
Waitin' for my ride on the outside
She broke my heart in the trailer park
So I jacked the keys to her fuckin' car
Crashed that piece of shit and then stepped away

You know mo I'll probably get ten years
So just give me beers til they get here
Yeah I know the sun is comin' up
And ya'll are probably gettin' ready for closin' up
But I'm trying to drown my soul
I'm tired of this life on a dirt road
And everythang that I love is gone
And I'm tired of hangin' on

She got me sittin' at a bar on the inside
Waitin' for my ride on the outside
She broke my heart in the trailer park
So I jacked the keys to her fuckin' car
Crashed that piece of shit and then stepped away

I guess it's meant to be
Romance is misery
So much for memories
And now I'm headed to the Penitentary
See me on T.V.
The next cop series
I am a danger
I guess I shoul've done something about my anger
But I'll never learn
Real things I don't concern
I poor kerosene on everything I love and watch it burn
I know it's my fault
But I wasn't happy it was over
She through a fit so I crashed that piece a shit nova

And now I'm goin' back again
Back to the pin to see my friends
And when we all pile out that county van
They'll ask me where I've been

I've been at a bar on the inside
Waitin' for my ride on the outside
She broke my heart in the trailer park
So I jacked the keys to her fuckin' car
Crashed that piece of shit and then stepped away

Versuri rehab - drinkin problem

Postat March 6, 2010 de web moderator in Versuri

I've gotta drinkin' problem man one mouth and two hands
And an empty can I ain't got no loochie loochie
And yall don't understand I'm just a simple man
Doin' the best I can without no loochie

I'm feelin' that funny feelin' again within walkin' me to the kitchen
For that early morning gin drink it in till my thoughts they become clear
Dress my naked air and head the fuck up outta here fightin' traffic
The hot sun be causin' havoc ass stuck to the seaat window cracked can't see passed it the liquor store I just passed it
Lookin' back I gotta turn around
I can't stop thinkin' exactly that u-turn the past I leave behind for the ill bumpin' two busted six by nines
And I feel this day to be a good one of plenty even if I'm thirsty and my pockets are empty

I've gotta drinkin' problem man one mouth and two hands
And an empty can I ain't got no loochie loochie
And yall don't understand I'm just a simple man
Doin' the best I can without no loochie

Come from a long line of alcoholics livin' from toilet to toilet you call it
I'm callin' hotlines swervin' all over yellow lines drinkin' moonshie
Damn was that a stop sign
I ain't doin' good but I'll be fine danno where's that cheap wine
Drunk since 9 guzzlin' boone's farm
Trying to stop my shakin' arm
I'm here to stumble the earth and forewarn
7 weeks since I had had shower I black out like you pulled th plug on Georgia Power Southern discomfort baby
Seein' pink elephants on down the freeway the proof on the bottle 180 runnin' out of Loochiey
And I won't survive if you don't let me borrow another five I'm a do it anyway if I'm alive

I've gotta drinkin' problem man one mouth and two hands
And an empty can I ain't got no loochie loochie
And yall don't understand I'm just a simple man
Doin' the best I can without no loochie

Spent my last money on a pabst blue ribbon I be gulpin never sippin
Cuz I have to booted out the crib and that's cool
Lone as I have brew face flush stare at a lush I might bust you in the gums
I gotta problem my life's too up tempo but yo I'm just simple man whose mind is crippled man it all started at a party
and I was only 15 now I can kill a fifth of Bacardi and I dirnk and pass out wake up ass and start again
I been to AA but hey hey gimme the bottle 12 steppers actin like they never took a swallow

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