Powerstrip
So you start with your powertrip
You think I've lost my mind
But you might be the one who's lost my mind
And me wasting my time
I don't think so
Fucking beautiful screamer walks in with that look on his face that says
He thinks I've got no time
Left before he raises his fist to smash all the lies he thinks I've told him
But I don't, I don't think so
Because this is not my trip
Why are you so sick
Why are you falling, falling
Because this is not my trip
Why are you so sick
Why are you falling, falling
Well now you've grown into quite the man who beats his kids and slaps his wife
Because you've got no soul
And everything that you touch in this life will simply crumble and dissolve
Because I'm not yours
Because this is not my trip
Why are you so sick
Why are you falling, falling
Because this is not my trip -
Why are you so sick
Why are you falling, falling
I ask you how many fucking times do I have to walk into that room
And see that look on your face
That says I have about one second left to fill up the slap
And you think so you're so fucking right
But you know what I don't
I don't think so
Well one day you will look back on your life with just complete disgust
Because you've got no time
Left to take back all the mistakes you've made
Your life is an apology
And I don't, I don't think so
Because this is not my trip
Why are you so sick
Why are you falling, falling
Cause this is not my trip
Why are you so sick
Why are you falling, falling
For this one
I don't think so
You think I've lost my mind
But you might be the one who's lost my mind
And me wasting my time
I don't think so
Fucking beautiful screamer walks in with that look on his face that says
He thinks I've got no time
Left before he raises his fist to smash all the lies he thinks I've told him
But I don't, I don't think so
Because this is not my trip
Why are you so sick
Why are you falling, falling
Because this is not my trip
Why are you so sick
Why are you falling, falling
Well now you've grown into quite the man who beats his kids and slaps his wife
Because you've got no soul
And everything that you touch in this life will simply crumble and dissolve
Because I'm not yours
Because this is not my trip
Why are you so sick
Why are you falling, falling
Because this is not my trip -
Why are you so sick
Why are you falling, falling
I ask you how many fucking times do I have to walk into that room
And see that look on your face
That says I have about one second left to fill up the slap
And you think so you're so fucking right
But you know what I don't
I don't think so
Well one day you will look back on your life with just complete disgust
Because you've got no time
Left to take back all the mistakes you've made
Your life is an apology
And I don't, I don't think so
Because this is not my trip
Why are you so sick
Why are you falling, falling
Cause this is not my trip
Why are you so sick
Why are you falling, falling
For this one
I don't think so
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Tempesta, Jeff Paul Schartoff, Scott Ellis, Aimee Echo
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