Pressure cooker pick my brain and
tell me I'm insane
I'm so fucking happy I could cry
Every joke can have it's truth
And now the joke's on you
I never knew you such a funny guy
Oh nice guys finish last
When you are the outcast
Don't pat yourself on the back
You might break your spine
Living on command
You're shaking lots of hands
Kissing up and bleeding all your trust
Taking what you need
Bite the hand that feeds
You kill your memory
There's a drought at the fountain of youth
And now I'm dehydrating
My tongue is swelling up as say
1-2 , 1-2-3-4
Troubled times
You know I can not lie
I'm off the wagon and I'm
Hitchin' A Ride
There's a drought at the fountain of youth
And now I'm dehydrating
My tongue is swelling up I say
Shit!!!!!!!!!!!
No one loves you and you know it
Don't pretend that you enjoy it or you don't care
Cause now I wouldn't lie or tell all the things you want to hear
I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU
I heard you're sick
Sucked on that cancer stick
A throbbing tumor and a radiation high
Shit out of luck
And now your time is up
It brings me pleasure just to know you're going to die
Dickhead, fuckface, cock smoking, mother fucking, asshole, dirty twat, wasteof semen, I hope you die HEY
Red eye, code blue
I'd like to strangle you
And watch your eyes bulge right out of your skull
When you go down
Head first into the ground
I'll stand above you just to piss on your grave
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals
I had a young and optimistic point of view
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals
I had a young and optimistic point of view
I've decomposed yet my gut's getting fat
Oh my god I'm turning out like my dad
I'm just a grouch sitting on the couch
The world owes me so
Fuck you
The wife's a nack and the kid's fucking up
I don't have sex cause I can't get it up
I'm always rude I've got a bad attitude
The world owes me so
Fuck you
Now I can not speak
I lost my voice
I'm speechiess and redundant
Cause I love you's not enough
I'm lost for words
Choreographed and lack of passion
Prototypes of what we were
Went full circles 'til I'm nauseous
Taken for grated now
I waste it, faked it, ate it, now I hate it
Open the past and present Now and we are here
Story to tell and I am listening
Open the past and present and the future too
It's all I've got and I'm giving it up to you
Loose ends tied in knots
Leaving a lump down in my throat
Gagging on a souvenir
Lodged to fill another year
Drag it on and on until my skin is ripped to shreds
Leaving myself wide open
Living out a sacrifice
If you got no one and I've got no place to go
Would it be alright? Could it be alright?