I need no psychologist Trying to figure out why I got fucking problems I'm a anarchist And ain't ever gonna be able to solve 'em I care what you wanna call 'em It's too to fix me, I'm at Rock Bottom I'd rather blow my brains with shotgun Than sit listening to your fucking nonsense I that's all you offer! So why do I bother? I need all you doctors! To make me feel like a million
Instead of to escape Or looking the other way I will learn my mistakes to communicate
I need to find the way, I a miracle I need to know if I'm all alone in this I need to heal these deep down inside my soul I need to know where path will go for me tomorrow
You say that you're on Because you pop a couple Xannies with some loser friends? Say I'm a bum, but you're yourself The biggest loser of 'em all, in that flesh I care how low you hang down your belt If poetry's deep, homie, it ain't heartfelt I don't care if you've had it up to I'm gonna kick ass, make it nice and clear You wanna blood, sweat, and tears! When you act and look like Old Saint You wanna act tough like, "You're shit, sing!" But when hurt, it's always like your heart sinks
of trying to escape Or looking the other way I will learn from my Learn to
I need to the way, I need a miracle I to know if I'm all alone in this world I need to heal these deep down inside my soul I to know where this path will go for me tomorrow!
No sorrow! No to swallow! As follow! I not sell my soul!
You wanna place us all in the same God I got a mind of my own I might be crazy holding on to this you up like Geronimo This birdie's still safely in his Floating all like a fucking ghost really care how I'm diagnosed This song is the bomb drops, it pretty much goes
I need to find the way, I a miracle I need to know if I'm all in this world I need to heal these wounds deep down inside my I need to know where this path will go for me I need to the way, I need a miracle I to know if I'm all alone in this world I need to heal these wounds deep inside my soul I need to know this path will go for me tomorrow