Fed Up And Low Down
Well
I said I got the need
To tell you just how I feel
My brain is numb, no sense at all
Don't feel real
Come down on the street
Take it on city bus
Wait in the check out line
Just a bit too much
Days and hours, months slip by
What do you want?
Who can you be?
But it's time to die
Hey, I got to know
You got me feelin' so high
But it's just not right
Fed up, frustrated
And low down, yeah
I said I feel so stuck
Two mills, baby
Oh, so very much
A pair of eyes lookin' back at me
Never have to think a fuck about it
Freeze and stop and do it again
Baby, way you do what they did back then
Hey baby, you got me now
Got me feelin' so high
With that bad shit
Fed up, frustrated
And low down, yeah
Fed up, frustrated
And low down, baby
It's alright
Been meaning to tell you just how it feels
Tear walls down
Left to dry draggin' on my heels
Now is the time to lose all self control
Tell about all the garbage in your brain hole
I wanna scream but got to keep quiet
I got you now
You got me feelin' alright
Fed up, frustrated
And low down, yeah
Fed up, frustrated
And low down, baby
Fed up, baby
Uh, fed up, baby
Fed up baby
Gettin' all down now
Ooh
I said I got the need
To tell you just how I feel
My brain is numb, no sense at all
Don't feel real
Come down on the street
Take it on city bus
Wait in the check out line
Just a bit too much
Days and hours, months slip by
What do you want?
Who can you be?
But it's time to die
Hey, I got to know
You got me feelin' so high
But it's just not right
Fed up, frustrated
And low down, yeah
I said I feel so stuck
Two mills, baby
Oh, so very much
A pair of eyes lookin' back at me
Never have to think a fuck about it
Freeze and stop and do it again
Baby, way you do what they did back then
Hey baby, you got me now
Got me feelin' so high
With that bad shit
Fed up, frustrated
And low down, yeah
Fed up, frustrated
And low down, baby
It's alright
Been meaning to tell you just how it feels
Tear walls down
Left to dry draggin' on my heels
Now is the time to lose all self control
Tell about all the garbage in your brain hole
I wanna scream but got to keep quiet
I got you now
You got me feelin' alright
Fed up, frustrated
And low down, yeah
Fed up, frustrated
And low down, baby
Fed up, baby
Uh, fed up, baby
Fed up baby
Gettin' all down now
Ooh
Credits
Writer(s): Josh Paul Davis, Josh Bauer, Jonathan Kirk Spencer, Russell Simins
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