Ozzy Osbourne

It's working, keep it up Sharkboy
Whoa
Sounds like Marc Drell, huh?

That is not my baby, she is just a sidepiece
I know that I'm changing, feeling like I'm not me
Been fucked up lately, memory is foggy
I been go crazy, feeling like I'm Ozzy
Now, I lost a lot, but I miss my mind the most
I'm still trying to find it though
Now, I lost a lot, but I miss my mind the most
And I'm still trying to find it though

Yeah, uh
I been going off the rails, on a crazy train
Them tickets are for sale, so get em while you can, yeah
I wish you well, and glad you came aboard, hmm
I give em hell, Like I'm Ozzy Osbourne
Now I'm rocking all black, bitch, shopping at the store
Copper-tinted glasses blocking out you whores
And I gotta lil bad bitch, right up in my bed
And she being going bat shit, she biting on the head
She seen a side of me that I don't ever show
Never let em know what's going on behind the door
And I think this bitch the Devil, she keep begging for my soul

That is not my baby, she is just a sidepiece
I know that I'm changing, feeling like I'm not me
Been fucked up lately, memory is foggy
I been go crazy, feeling like I'm Ozzy
Now, I lost a lot, but I miss my mind the most
I'm still trying to find it though
Now, I lost a lot, but I miss my mind the most
And I'm still trying to find it though

It was 3:47 last I checked, aye
I just took a what-ya-call it, I going to bed
I been trying to make some peace with the demons in my head
But they don't let me sleep, close my eyes I'm seeing red
And they don't like to fight fair, so why should I care?
Life is but a dream, but my dreams always nightmares
Been running away from evil, turn the corner and its right there
I'm weary of all people, when I meet you then I might stare
She seen a side of me that I don't ever show
Never let em know what's going on behind the door
And I think this bitch the Devil, she keep begging for my soul
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

That is not my baby, she is just a sidepiece
I know that I'm changing, feeling like I'm not me
Been fucked up lately, memory is foggy
I been go crazy, feeling like I'm Ozzy
Now, I lost a lot, but I miss my mind the most
I'm still trying to find it though
Now, I lost a lot, but I miss my mind the most
And I'm still trying to find it though



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Writer(s): Grant Sanger
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