This is my little music diary. I write about music and the way it makes me feel sometimes.
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A lot of the songs on Damaged were improvements over the original recordings. This song as well as the Keith Morris version Of Gimme Gimme Gimme and Ron Reyes version of Police Story stand as the best versions of those songs
I am a fuckin' idiot Oh, God Who's gonna say I don't fuckin' fit and I'd kick their fuckin' ass if I wasn't a little twig I'm just an asshole, you know Maybe I'll get a gun or beat the shit out of you fast And you know I'll probably just cry about it on my home computer I'd rather be safe than warm You know I'm just one man there's not a ton of me I wish I could cut your fucking throats you stupid fucking assholes Fuck! _ Oh my god Stupid place from God The place where I got that blood out Like I tried I died on mother's body I'm just mom's little butt Trying to kill the fuckin' brain While I know the fuckin' brain is alive I'll do the fuckin' thing I've done and I'll say it Uh! Oh my lord I love God, I love Jesus, Christ on the cross, that's my ex-Jesus But I die and I'm alone and I'm in hell, so what's the problem? I don't deserve to fucking get fired, I don't deserve to fucking die I'd rather kill myself, I don't deserve to fight, I don't deserve to die Leave me fucking stuck, you [?] fuck! __ You hate everything You hate everything You hate everything You hate Everything you fucking see This is your fantasy Never judge me finally You're a fucking [?] I enjoy the fucking night I enjoy my fucking time You just have to fucking come in Everything is fucking fine You hate everything You hate everything You hate everything You hate _ Something is watching you [?] Somebody like me Somebody like me It should be easy for you to appease Somebody like me Somebody like me It should be easy for you to appease me It's all I need Ah! Somebody like me Somebody like me It should be easy for you to appease me With nothing to share Nothing to learn, only dang and dang[?] Plus dang[?] and pleasure Nothing to say only dang and pleasure Somebody like me Somebody like me Somebody like me Somebody Like me? _ For fuckin' potted plants, I'm out there, dude Press up, fuckin' nice Puttin' up hot, bitch, that's right Post modern shrub Puttin' up [?], takin' up light Ain't no purpose, take a right at the light Puttin' up [?], takin' up light Ain't no purpose, take a right at the light Post modern shrub Post modern shrub Post modern shrub Post modern shrub [?] up nice, but it ain't shit Climbed up high, took my spit Filled up by the daylight But now feel, fuckin' up light _ Uh! I'm surrounded by happy people Selfless, shit ass people who love Plenty of problems in their world Yeah I'll smile when they're drunk Mess with my presence, you love everything Eat it up to fight incessantly You might suggest I lighten up I suggest you go get fucked! I'm surrounded by happy people Eating fast food, business class Drunk like Venice, minute class (?) Play on fire, cooking drugs (?) Mess with my presence, you love everything Eat it up to fight incessantly You might suggest I lighten up I suggest you get fucked! I'm surrounded by happy people Oh fuck you Get fucked x2 _ You say I hate technology, you lack personality You're such a bore on the telephone cord Your mild ass opinion's like a file tone car And getting in my brain These geeks busting beats like bees to a hive Like shit attracts flies, do you wonder why Did you sell your identity or buy this one new Will it please you to see me act a bit more like you You couldn’t lack though under so much time Its just last artifacts of you’re interesting life While slipping into obscurity, can’t stand your insecurity Its hard to believe such an inflated ego could find time for self consciousness All you do is masturbate and your arrogance yields incompetence And I wish you were dead And I wish you were dead These geeks busting beats like bees to a hive Like shit attracts flies, do you wonder why These geeks busting beats like bees to a hive Like shit attracts flies, do you wonder why These geeks busting beats like bees to a hive Like shit attracts flies, do you wonder why These geeks busting beats like bees to a hive Like shit attracts flies, do you wonder why Neither do I Neither do I Neither do I _ Waiting in hell, my mind is six And the tearing walls are my crucifix Around my neck, death's fingers curl To take this life from the lifeless world Wicked alien realm (x4) No more waiting, not much time left Melt the strain around my neck Around my neck, death's fingers curl To take this life from a lifeless world Wicked alien realm (x8)
