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Jitters Video (MV)




Performed By: Madchild
Length: 4:46
Written by: Shane Bunting, Matt Brevner, Theodore Robinson




Madchild - Jitters Lyrics
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Your adversary, the devil
Prowls about like a roaring lion
Seeking someone to do bad
I want to speak to you this morning
On the Christian's adversary, the devil
Accordng to the Bible
All Christians are involved in warfare

On the nightstand a half mickey, Crown Royal
And like fifty f*ckin' roaches wrapped in tin foil
Empty NyQuil, Tylenol, five pills
Cigarettes and some honey oil
Half an ounce in the hash pipe
And no idea what the f*ck I did last night
But I don't care because I am no longer empathetic
To who I hurt including me myself and I forget it
I'm on a path towards destruction and I'm almost there
You coulda saved me last year when I almost cared
(Last year when I almost cared)
But f*ck it, I'm gone, the wall around my heart's strong
Ticker box, Fort Knox, I'm on lock
I'm sorry mama, your only son's a disappointment
I sold myself for gold watches
In the kitchen, joinin', laughin' in the devils face
Spittin' at Lucifer, crucifixing my demons
I'm shootin' higher than Jupiter, wow

Keep on living (keep on living)
God's forgiving (God's forgiving)

No more sorrow (no more sorrow)
Today is tomorrow (today is tomorrow)

They don't understand my name (nah)
They all think that I'm insane (yup)
They all know I had it all but then I flushed it down the drain
Things are moving way too slow
I have got too far to go
Stick a gun inside my mouth and blow my brains to particles
Used to have a heart of gold
Flow it is still arctic cold
But now my plaques are rusty and I'm reading dusty articles
Thoughts that rip my skull apart
I am selling sullen art
Smart but hollow, hard to swallow, everything is dull and dark
Listen you can understand my actions are irrational
Sudden screams of shattered dreams of being international
Problems with my past, I got problems with my cash flow
By now I should be humble, but I'm still a f*cking asshole (ha ha, ha)
It's mister mister mystifying, kicking rhymes
While fists are flying, gifted like its Christmas time
I'm an artist with the business mind
Harder than a prisoner's mind
Death defying visitors, bloody wrists are drying (okay)

Keep on living (keep on living)
God's forgiving (God's forgiving)

No more sorrow (no more sorrow)
Today is tomorrow (today is tomorrow)
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Your adversary, the devil
Prowls about like a roaring lion
Seeking someone to do bad
I want to speak to you this morning
On the Christian's adversary, the devil
Accordng to the Bible
All Christians are involved in warfare

On the nightstand a half mickey, Crown Royal
And like fifty f*ckin' roaches wrapped in tin foil
Empty NyQuil, Tylenol, five pills
Cigarettes and some honey oil
Half an ounce in the hash pipe
And no idea what the f*ck I did last night
But I don't care because I am no longer empathetic
To who I hurt including me myself and I forget it
I'm on a path towards destruction and I'm almost there
You coulda saved me last year when I almost cared
(Last year when I almost cared)
But f*ck it, I'm gone, the wall around my heart's strong
Ticker box, Fort Knox, I'm on lock
I'm sorry mama, your only son's a disappointment
I sold myself for gold watches
In the kitchen, joinin', laughin' in the devils face
Spittin' at Lucifer, crucifixing my demons
I'm shootin' higher than Jupiter, wow

Keep on living (keep on living)
God's forgiving (God's forgiving)

No more sorrow (no more sorrow)
Today is tomorrow (today is tomorrow)

They don't understand my name (nah)
They all think that I'm insane (yup)
They all know I had it all but then I flushed it down the drain
Things are moving way too slow
I have got too far to go
Stick a gun inside my mouth and blow my brains to particles
Used to have a heart of gold
Flow it is still arctic cold
But now my plaques are rusty and I'm reading dusty articles
Thoughts that rip my skull apart
I am selling sullen art
Smart but hollow, hard to swallow, everything is dull and dark
Listen you can understand my actions are irrational
Sudden screams of shattered dreams of being international
Problems with my past, I got problems with my cash flow
By now I should be humble, but I'm still a f*cking asshole (ha ha, ha)
It's mister mister mystifying, kicking rhymes
While fists are flying, gifted like its Christmas time
I'm an artist with the business mind
Harder than a prisoner's mind
Death defying visitors, bloody wrists are drying (okay)

Keep on living (keep on living)
God's forgiving (God's forgiving)

No more sorrow (no more sorrow)
Today is tomorrow (today is tomorrow)
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Writer: Shane Bunting, Matt Brevner, Theodore Robinson
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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