Methamphetamine and Macaroni
Is someone out there help I'm Homeless Strung out broke and fuckin' dope Sick
Eyes are bloodshot in my mugshot I look like sasquatch high on crack Rocks
My teeth keep grinding noncontrolling Lately I've become unholy
Stir the pot and boil slowly Methamphetamine and Macaroni
I sit around my room depressed with Both my hands placed on my head
Zombified on percocet I can't make Sense of who I am
My closest friends don't care enough For me to lend a helping hand
But they always reappear when I Need another gram
Kill me slow I'm slipping man damned Like the son of sam
On a hot summer night I'm high and I wanna dance
Snap like a rubber band soaring like Peter Pan
Village of the damned I thought this Was neverland
What's hard to understand about a Chemical imbalance
One second I'm normal next second Straight lions
I'm fiending so bad I shake and start Crying
Heartbreaking my mama shes losing Her patience
I wasn't raised to waste my life but Here I am and face the plight
I wonder what a bird feels like I Spread my wings and took a flight
But i am to fat to fly I fell from way Up in the sky landed on a trampoline Unsuccessful Suicide
Is someone out there help I'm Homeless
Strung out broke and fuckin dope Sick
Eyes are bloodshot in my mugshot
I look like sasquatch high on crack Rocks
My teeth keep grindin uncontrolling
Lately I've become unholy
Stir the pot and boil slowly
Methamphetamine and Macaroni
Addiction sucks I'm all fucked up I Wish that I just stuck to pot
I'm sunk and spun stuck in this spot For hours and I can't get up
Can't give up the slightest touch or Something pure will turn to dust
Like clouds of dust that angel dust Went up my nose and mixed with Snot
It's hard to stop once I'm drunk my Body wants another bump
Take a shot just like a puck no chaser Please I ain't a punk
Unfiltered me will fuck you up then Start some shit like fucked up guts
I'm so high I'm fuckin nuts my Jackets tight as fuck and tucked
Crunchy like a tummy tuck my Bellies fulla yummy stuff
You could say I'm mummy stuffed Eternity can't hurry up
This suicide is slow as fuck I thought That I'd be dead by dawn
It turns out a death by drugs is Actually prolonged
I present this song to everybody out There strong
Anyone who lost a loved one Holding on and held it down
Level headed on the ground that's Where she found her son
With a needle in his arm and a Bundle by his gun
Eyes are bloodshot in my mugshot I look like sasquatch high on crack Rocks
My teeth keep grinding noncontrolling Lately I've become unholy
Stir the pot and boil slowly Methamphetamine and Macaroni
I sit around my room depressed with Both my hands placed on my head
Zombified on percocet I can't make Sense of who I am
My closest friends don't care enough For me to lend a helping hand
But they always reappear when I Need another gram
Kill me slow I'm slipping man damned Like the son of sam
On a hot summer night I'm high and I wanna dance
Snap like a rubber band soaring like Peter Pan
Village of the damned I thought this Was neverland
What's hard to understand about a Chemical imbalance
One second I'm normal next second Straight lions
I'm fiending so bad I shake and start Crying
Heartbreaking my mama shes losing Her patience
I wasn't raised to waste my life but Here I am and face the plight
I wonder what a bird feels like I Spread my wings and took a flight
But i am to fat to fly I fell from way Up in the sky landed on a trampoline Unsuccessful Suicide
Is someone out there help I'm Homeless
Strung out broke and fuckin dope Sick
Eyes are bloodshot in my mugshot
I look like sasquatch high on crack Rocks
My teeth keep grindin uncontrolling
Lately I've become unholy
Stir the pot and boil slowly
Methamphetamine and Macaroni
Addiction sucks I'm all fucked up I Wish that I just stuck to pot
I'm sunk and spun stuck in this spot For hours and I can't get up
Can't give up the slightest touch or Something pure will turn to dust
Like clouds of dust that angel dust Went up my nose and mixed with Snot
It's hard to stop once I'm drunk my Body wants another bump
Take a shot just like a puck no chaser Please I ain't a punk
Unfiltered me will fuck you up then Start some shit like fucked up guts
I'm so high I'm fuckin nuts my Jackets tight as fuck and tucked
Crunchy like a tummy tuck my Bellies fulla yummy stuff
You could say I'm mummy stuffed Eternity can't hurry up
This suicide is slow as fuck I thought That I'd be dead by dawn
It turns out a death by drugs is Actually prolonged
I present this song to everybody out There strong
Anyone who lost a loved one Holding on and held it down
Level headed on the ground that's Where she found her son
With a needle in his arm and a Bundle by his gun
Credits
Writer(s): David Ware
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