It happens everytime I think about it
I feel myself slipping into
"I don't know what to do"
I think I'm losing it
And maybe next time that you see me
I'll wear some buckles on my sleeves
'Cause I want to let you know
I'm right in front of you
From every cigarette I've taken
And every dollar you have spent
I want you to understand
It's the same f*cking problem
Yes it's true
I wanna f*ck shit up
I hope you know
I wanna f*ck shit up
I'm in a bad way
I wanna f*ck shit up
The acid's in your veins
You wanna f*ck shit up too
Yes it's true
I wanna f*ck shit up
I hope you know
I wanna f*ck shit up
I'm in a bad way
I wanna f*ck shit up
The acid's in your brain
You wanna f*ck shit up too