DON'T PIECE ME Smokin' like a dreamer Don't piece me in Tear apart your headache Take it in your rib tee Check the placcid league fight It's your symbol
Oh yeah Oh yeah I'm Miss American Dream since I was 17 Don't matter if I step on the scene or sneak away to the Philippines They still gon' put pictures
I sit biting On the end of my pen Chewing it up Just like it was your head I'm runnin' away from here Shot to pieces, shot to pieces Have nothin' to
I found these plastic parts and wires Let's split me open at the seams And rip out everything inside Make room for all these new machines Sew me up and
When life's got you down and you can't make a sound 'Cause love has forsaken you When you're burning on fire but have no desire To put out the flames
I get a little tired Looking through the trees Sitting on the 405 Hoping for a breeze Everybody's gunning You got something to see I gotta sell this
Chances are when said and done Who'll be the lucky ones who make it all the way? Though you say I could be your answer Nothing lasts forever no matter
I don't know you, I never met you For laughs I'll call you Sam You were the son of Mrs. Someone I hope she understands Sam you were all that you had
Augie Nieto's got a story to tell you Though it's hard to hear him speak He caught Lou Gehrig rounding third one day Now he's happy as he'll ever be
There was a time a long, long time ago Chevy's and levees played on the radio No cell phones, just 20 thousand lights Swaying on a Saturday night, alright
On a Monday, I am waiting Tuesday, I am fading And by Wednesday I can't sleep Then the phone rings, I hear you And the darkness is a clear view Cause
She sits in her corner singing herself to sleep Wrapped in all of the promises that no one seems to keep She no longer cries to herself no tears left
[Chorus] 23 hour lockdown Where they treat you like a ho Slide you a plate up under the door Nigga have to shit in the middle of the floor Prison ain'
I'm about To have a nervous breakdown My head really hurts If I don't find a way out of here I'm gonna go berserk cause I'm crazy and I'm hurt Head
You fight for peace, but where's the war what the fuck are doing this for You say disarmament thats the key well thats not the way it looks to me You
I feel things changing when I move (It?s a distance, it?s a difference) I'll cross this planet without you (And you might call this a downfall) It?s one
I was taught only reach for the heat if you busting So when lift this shirt that's the end of discussion Click clack motherfuckers, I ain't trying to
Sittin here chillin with my Cream o Wheat I got Dearfoam slippers adornin my tiny feet Freezin cold chillin 'cause they turned off my heat You know I'