Yeah, Okay
Everybody's gone, it's time to move on to
Leech off some other viper cess-pit
I broke the spokes off the bike I stole
Riding down Dulaney
Baby, I was doing something crazy
And I fell silently
While you were fast asleep, Oh I
I am a CIA plant
And I am
I'm dangerous
Incorrect, incorrect, incorrect
I'm losing all respect for my intellect
I'm doing a lot of shit wrong
My many jobs, hit strides but never for long no
I am like a monk king Midas my intentions turn astray
When everything I touch turns away
Like, yeah
Okay
Like, yeah
Okay
I meet someone and they talk the game
Take a number then forget to play
And say I look better from far away
Okay, okay
I look great from far away
Okay, okay
Everybody's gone, you've really moved on now
You're some accomplished shitty person
And they were right, no, I will not. No
I'm still acting silly
The uncontested mayor of migraine city
And in my gallery you'll find the tragedy
That your old friends seek when
They get drunk to speak
Of how he never painted the picture right
How we're all gone and he's still out at night
And you'll find the story that fits and fake like you give a shit
Til you admit
I can't paint the picture right
Like, yeah
Okay
Yeah
Okay
Yeah, okay
I get it, I'm stupid
That's what I am
Oh I am much too stupid
To be your friend
No, I'm just some filthy dog
Sprawled out in the street
Sweating through my tongue
And dying from the heat
Oh, I'll take a risk and I'll miss
I'll land bad on my feet
Mangled wrists, rotten teeth
A pimply-covered, oily ass
Just to apply to the middle class
And slit my wrists to bomb the bath
Oh, I fear five years as I
Tread this waterline
Oh but I've caught every vibe
And I've seen all the signs
In the stars and the wake
This Hell I've left behind
So sure I made my mistake
I said, you've stood in my way
But today is tomorrow
'Cause I know what you'll say
Goddamn
Okay
Oh, yeah
Okay
Oh, yeah
Okay
Oh, yeah
Okay
Oh, yeah
Okay
Oh Yeah
Okay
Yeah
Leech off some other viper cess-pit
I broke the spokes off the bike I stole
Riding down Dulaney
Baby, I was doing something crazy
And I fell silently
While you were fast asleep, Oh I
I am a CIA plant
And I am
I'm dangerous
Incorrect, incorrect, incorrect
I'm losing all respect for my intellect
I'm doing a lot of shit wrong
My many jobs, hit strides but never for long no
I am like a monk king Midas my intentions turn astray
When everything I touch turns away
Like, yeah
Okay
Like, yeah
Okay
I meet someone and they talk the game
Take a number then forget to play
And say I look better from far away
Okay, okay
I look great from far away
Okay, okay
Everybody's gone, you've really moved on now
You're some accomplished shitty person
And they were right, no, I will not. No
I'm still acting silly
The uncontested mayor of migraine city
And in my gallery you'll find the tragedy
That your old friends seek when
They get drunk to speak
Of how he never painted the picture right
How we're all gone and he's still out at night
And you'll find the story that fits and fake like you give a shit
Til you admit
I can't paint the picture right
Like, yeah
Okay
Yeah
Okay
Yeah, okay
I get it, I'm stupid
That's what I am
Oh I am much too stupid
To be your friend
No, I'm just some filthy dog
Sprawled out in the street
Sweating through my tongue
And dying from the heat
Oh, I'll take a risk and I'll miss
I'll land bad on my feet
Mangled wrists, rotten teeth
A pimply-covered, oily ass
Just to apply to the middle class
And slit my wrists to bomb the bath
Oh, I fear five years as I
Tread this waterline
Oh but I've caught every vibe
And I've seen all the signs
In the stars and the wake
This Hell I've left behind
So sure I made my mistake
I said, you've stood in my way
But today is tomorrow
'Cause I know what you'll say
Goddamn
Okay
Oh, yeah
Okay
Oh, yeah
Okay
Oh, yeah
Okay
Oh, yeah
Okay
Oh Yeah
Okay
Yeah
Credits
Writer(s): John Eng-wong
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.