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Nicoderm patch and a marlboro red Wild turkey out the bottle gauze covers where the wrists bled Begged and pled and fled rockin' a hospital gown brain dead Hittched a ride with a guy named Fred Hey Fred, Fuck that rehab shit I don't know if i want peace that bad Seems that i'm so comfortable uncomfortable and sad But everyone else seems to get mad Objects in the mirror are closer than they appear I look half dead from here and i need bread for beer They're probably discovering my empty bed about now No turning back! Ohh my god I turn up the radio, rain smackin the window I'm the Mario inside the super nintendo Can't hide when you're sick And the chemicals are holding the joystick Hey Fred, Fuck that rehab shit I don't know if i want peace that bad Seems that i'm so comfortable uncomfortable and sad But everyone else seems to get so damn mad Vegitation euphoric hope, i'm graspin' Walkin' out the methadone clinic Fuck it, I'm relapsin' Geeked up on more snow than aspen Lookin' for fudge ripple i got my rig Life is good, oh how you fig Pump up my dose to tripple Main line noddin' out fallin' on my spine CC's and cheap wine, back from the land of the blind Rewind, Opium dens knockin out brain cells In the tens of thousands Hookers and junkie hens and shitty housin' Ohh how arousin', day six in the desert On a horse with no name Gradual suicide but who's to blame I guess its nobody's fault, i'm just lame Nothin' stops cause if i'm headed back to detox i'm drinkin clorox Hey Fred, Fuck that rehab shit I don't know if i want peace that bad Seems that i'm so comfortable uncomfortable and sad But everyone else seems to get so damn mad Quick Fred floor it, i gotta get away Hands me a J, said it'll be okay Like an old friend is a smell and a taste... You know Fred i just couldn't take that place Hey Fred, Fuck that rehab shit I don't know if i want peace that bad Seems that i'm so comfortable uncomfortable and sad But everyone else seems to get so damn mad |