You got a cocaine nose
You got your parents funds
You got a bad habit keepin' your legs open
Would you care to drink
Or do you drink to care
Or to be cared about because your father failed
You could shave your head
You could stain your teeth
With the cheepest wine and tobacco leaves
Chase the things that will let your mind
Float freely in and out of time
This feeling
We're chasing
Oh oh oh oh oh I like it
This feeling
We're chasing
Oh oh oh oh oh I like it
Your parents plead
Oh they hope and pray
That your heart fulfills what always couldn't they
So the pressure builds
So the fire's quelled
By the truth you pulled from the poison well
Find a way to a northwest state
Get high to forget the pain
Mark your epidermis with bad ink
Starve yourself till you feel something
Other than their disappointment
To curb your appetite for pills
This feeling
We're chasing
Oh oh oh oh oh I like it
This feeling
We're chasing
Oh oh oh oh oh I like it
This feeling
We're chasing
Oh oh oh oh oh I like it
This feeling
We're chasing
Oh oh oh oh oh I like it
This feeling
We're chasing
Oh oh oh oh oh I like it
This feeling
We're chasing
Oh oh oh oh oh I like it
This feeling
We're chasing
Oh oh oh oh oh I like it
This feeling
We're chasing
Oh oh oh oh oh I like it
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
I like it

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