So good to have you back, sir
So good to have you back
Little kids flip out
Go eat a handful acid and torch your Mom's house
Havin' a cult is all guts and no glory
Especially when you throw yourself off of a cliff for me
What did I inhale?
When will I prevail?
I wanna ditch this bitch's corpse and smoke out the hotel
Defiled the scene with a dream
I no longer believe I invented it as a team
Too many bitches to pound, I get anxiety
Like which one should I fuck tonight?
Oh, Alex
I clown, I can't even hold down my cowlick
While I kick-fuck the ballads
Wonder why I found so much joy in being horrible
Doing the deplorable shit they find so adorable
I don't know if God gave me this brain
If he did then there's a Devil and he knows my name
Life is a coin flip
It's do or die, love
Today is Breakfast, tomorrow Suicide Club
I should've rotted in a small town
Pumpin' dirt, lookin' hurt because I'm driving a fuckin' cab around
Probably still duckin' police
Probably still sellin' angeldust and noddin' off in the streets
Kill me now if that's how my story ends
All we were was dust in the head; you lost yours in the wind
I'm super baked, but barely cooked
That means shit's rare
Like it's out of thin air
Tell the firemen to put the axes down
Nobody's dyin' in here
We just burnin' like a fire in here for the Mayan year
Keep hatin'
Sayin' my name more than the bitch I'm datin'
We can't all be gods, kids
Some of us are satans
And while you sit and ponder why your ass was put here
I understand why I am and waited 'til this year
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