Home from prison lying in my bed
Over visions dosing in
I don't need diamond rings or high priced suits that
If somebody's askin i've gone away
Yeah somebody's packin and gone
Fuck tha police comin' straight from the underground
a mother fucker
You could say I am nothing
Few could say I am
You'd like to take control of me
I'm not how
I dont know what makes me hard for you
i dont
About time I don't care how you've been
I know you've
polite to say that i drifted away and i never
Simplistic domestic shit life processed to fit in place
Pathetic ascetic
Here's to tomorrow baby
I'm feelin sick
Come play the whole world's
Somethin's wrong with my life I'm crazy
Somethin's hard on my
Dissolved the life in me
You crawled inside of me
You wanted
I...Don't wanna know your name
and I...Do want your private