You take my money
You think you're great
You think its funny
I hate your face
Yeah
You got your Jesus
And I got my space
You got your reasons
And I got my case
You think you're great
You think its funny
I hate your face
Yeah
You got your Jesus
And I got my space
You got your reasons
And I got my case
You just gotta sit yourself down
To contemplate
You get yourself a nice cold beer
And drink yourself away
You're celebrating nothing
And you feel a-okay
You're celebrating nothing
And you feel a-okay
To contemplate
You get yourself a nice cold beer
And drink yourself away
You're celebrating nothing
And you feel a-okay
You're celebrating nothing
And you feel a-okay
You think you're precious
And I think your shit
And I'd kill your father
To destroy his seed
Ohhhh nothing will ever
Destroy your greed
And I think your shit
And I'd kill your father
To destroy his seed
Ohhhh nothing will ever
Destroy your greed
You're celebrating nothing
And you feel a-okay
You're celebrating nothing
And you feel a-okay
And you feel a-okay
You're celebrating nothing
And you feel a-okay
Now when you break yourself down
And go to this place
You give yourself the reason
To get off your case
And when you break it down yeah
And see through this shit
You give yourself the reason
To live through this
Break down
And go to this place
You give yourself the reason
To get off your case
And when you break it down yeah
And see through this shit
You give yourself the reason
To live through this
Break down
Mama give me my medicine
Mama give me my medicine
Mama give me my medicine
The one that makes me feel like a tall tree
Mama give me my medicine
Mama give me my medicine
The one that makes me feel like a tall tree
song info:
Verified yes
LanguageEnglish
GenreMetal, Industrial, Rock, Alternative
Rank−
Duration00:07:40
Charts
Copyright ©Sony/atv Music Publishing
WriterRichard Michael Patrick
Lyrics licensed byLyricFind
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Last updatedMarch 5th, 2022
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