Текст песни MIlkweed — Body Floss

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I'm unsettled and cluttered and crippled
My fucking mind is rippled
Now who the fuck am I to think that life was simple
To do what I want, when I want
How I want, is how I need it
I ain't even tryin' to sound conceited
But the shit on the radio sounds so repeated
They feed on the close-minded fossils that need it
That download my MP3 and delete it
Got me feelin' like a retard
I should be jerkin' off

Medicate my mind, medicate my mind!
Put me on cloud,
Make my life seem like it's gettin' better
Load another shot, load another shot!
Until I fall asleep on the carpet and wake up in vomit
I need a groupie bitch, need a groupie bitch!
I'm so full of anger
I just want to bang her 'til the condom rips
I can't think straight
When there isn't anything that I don't want

Wake me the fuck up
Tell me life don't suck
We eat, we sleep, we shit
We fuck, we live, we fight, we die
So we all lose

What if life was like dinner and no dessert,
What if I told you I already tasted dirt
And it makes me want to throw up that
There's a possiblity that God is like a Santa Claus for grown ups
Keep I'm mind all women need to be knocked up
The keeping of life is in our pants gentlemen go fuck
I made it to 21, 1/4 of my life is done
Stay true to this music like a fucking religion

Medicate my mind, medicate my mind!
Put me on cloud,
Make my life seem like it's gettin' better
Load another shot, load another shot!
Until I fall asleep on the carpet and wake up in vomit
I need a groupie bitch, need a groupie bitch!
I'm so full of anger
I just want to bang her 'til the condom rips
I can't think straight
When there isn't anything that I don't want

Wake me the fuck up
Tell me life don't suck
We eat, we sleep, we shit
We fuck, we live, we fight, we die
So we all lose

Who's got 3 kids bitchin', whinin', and fittin', and shittin' draws
Drawlin' on our walls
Them fuckers don't listen, not pay attention
So I scream loud
Powerbomb their mom
I'm speakin' the true language of a family man
Beatin' and feedin' them ass cheaks with steamin' semen
Whore keep on cleanin'
Couldn't give a shit what time of the month your fucking bleedin'
Who's always broke, who always smoke your shit
And dont give a fuck about anything

Medicate my mind, medicate my mind!
Put me on cloud,
Make my life seem like it's gettin' better
Load another shot, load another shot!
Until I fall asleep on the carpet and wake up in vomit
I need a groupie bitch, need a groupie bitch!
I'm so full of anger
I just want to bang her 'til the condom rips

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