UNHINGED

Unhinged
We're unhinged

I ain't gonna sing about no fucking politics
Bro I got no time
For that shit
Can I still afford
To get my fix?
Yeah?

Then fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it

Try to make a radio version of this
Fuck the kids, they ain't: so innocent
What are they protected from?
A nasty word? God forbid
Just wait to hear about their friends
They ain't your souvenirs
That's a human, that's a human
The nastiest cunts: act so boujee
Fuck the kids
They ain't so innocent

They're just hinged
They're just hinged
They're just hinged

So fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it

Why you run away?
Why you run away?
Why you run away?
Why you run away?

I ain't gonna sing about no fucking politics
Bro I got no time
For that shit
Can I still afford
To get my fix?
Yeah?

Then fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it

We're unhinged

Fuck this
Fuck this



Credits
Writer(s): Goran Ristic
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