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The fucking guy…
This fucking guy stuck in my head
Fucking on my phone
In my home
Fucking guy think
Fucking guy think like a…
How did this happen…
Well, I feel so bad
Dry mouth is sore
My head hurts
Huh
That’s for sure
I need a pill to stop the burn
Like Jeff Evans said “anybody got one”
And I feel so foolish
Like what am I doing here?
What is this strange obsession?
This attraction to self-destruction
I said what am I going to do here?
What can we do?
How can we save you?
What can we do?
How can we save?
God damn, I feel like I got a hangover
Like I’m wrapped up, in this… wrapped up in this strange obsession
What is it with this attraction to self destruction
I can’t look away
I can’t look away
I can’t look away
Crazy kind of attraction
Self-destruction…
As guilty as the rest
As guilty as the rest
What can we do?
How can we save you?
What can we do?
How can we save you?
[…always grabbing, coming for us, this is why we hate your guts]
Now
You
You will be poked and prodded
An empty room
Gas money gone
A scratch in throat
Left all alone
The band amusing themselves
Endless showboating
Precision, not casual
You see it’s easy when people know what you’re doing
And it’s easy when they know where you going
Shaking hands and smiling
Listening lightly and nodding and lying
Don’t you remember?
Do I remember?
Lost track of time
Lost sight of what’s important
Now all these half-wits are taking over
And we all got to suffer
Suffering from the endless drivel
Their incompetence
Their arrogance
Knuckleheads at the controls
Monkeys with their feet in the box
Foot in mouth and hand in foot
Now, the headache is coming
Await the hangover
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