i know i know i know shut up
killer clean been a racecar on a skyway down
i´ve been shown these wrong ways
i now own
i now own all these wrong ways i´ve been shown
i know i know i know shut up
all the rapists keep asking me for cigarettes
i just try to grab hold of a solid piece of pavement and pray that
yeah!
i have two legs
leeann she has one
i know i know!
shut up
my own notions go a choking my throat
all bad thoughts float around in a fury luring me into one big abyss of hit and miss
i empty all of this
johnny walkeround my ninety pound braincloud of how?