Room For This

I’ve known myself for way too long
I need room for this stuff
All I see is you and me
Fighting
And there’s nothing I can do
Can do
So leave me alone
Don’t make me groan
Or you will die in the worst way the world has ever known

Lock and torture
Lock and torture all day
It’s what my life is like
I want to run away

But there’s no room for that
“Im just a spoiled brat,”
In my fathers mind
I will get left behind

By everyone who’s smart
And has a bigger heart

Cuz I lost mine
I’m super heartless
And all my songs
Are completely charmless

I’ve known myself for way too long
I need room for this stuff
All I see is you and mе

Get a job
Get in the mob
Do somеthing that’ll help us get along

I’m very limp with a biz kit in my head eating
KoRn on a kob while raging against the machine dead
Being shady and slim
While I’m murdering Kim
Buying 2 packs of snickers with ma fitty cent and
Making ma stone sour, while the knot slips
Bein disturbed on a curb gettin down with the sickness

I’ve known myself for way too long
I need room for this stuff
All I see is you and me
Fighting
And there’s nothing I can do
Can do
So leave me alone
Don’t make me groan
Or you will die in the worst way the world has ever known

Waiting for that moment to come
I’m jamming on these drums
I’m a god I’m a god
With a rocket fishing rod
Cuz I shoot up in the air
Then things could be more fair

Now fade from the whole wide world
Or you’re officially a girl

And that’s never a good thing
You’re never a good thing
You want a bra, sissy?
You want a bra?