It's been a circus of a weekend And I can barely make make my knees bend And i feel like a rat or something dirtier then that And hangin' out with my disease friends
Now I'm dying for a pain kill And I'm a sucker for a cheap thrill So i go cash my check and throw out my self respect And find the doctor with the sweet deal
And it only takes a second to forget my name Shake it shake it shoot it up turn it over do it again And it's turning out to be a good day anyway Like a strange glossed over holiday
Well it's an unsolvable problem Of an immeasurable volume With a weight on my chest like an ammunition vest 'bout to go off and blow us all up
And it only takes a second to forget my name Shake it shake it shoot it up turn it over do it again And it's turning out to be a good day anyway Like a strange glossed over holiday
Take a breath let is crawl through your skin Just lay back close your eyes let it in
And it's turning out to be a good day anyway And it's turning out to be a good day anyway And it's turning out to be a good day And it's turning out to be a good day And it's turning out to be a good day anyway