FUCK Well I ain't got a fucking problem I just love to say fuck And I don't care who's around me I could really give a fuck And I don't care if you're
I'm the dog, I'm the bone, I'm the blood in the ice-cream cone, I'm the sticks, I'm the stones, yeah, thats breakn' your fuckin' bones. I'm the dirt.
It was a beautiful day, the sun beat down I had the radio on, I was drivin' The trees flew by me and jack were singin' Little runaway, I was flyin' Yeah
There's a crack in the frame, But the photo is the same, But I don't recognize the face, It looks a lot like me, or who I used to be, Now there's no one
They come and talk to me, When I am all alone, They always remind me of, All the things that I've done wrong, It's scary, disturbing, but somehow I'm
It's a perfect day to crawl from my grave then search for brains I'm bleeding in my head, taking mini steps, welcome local freak dark and scary i don'
