| The kombucha mushroom people
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| Sitting around all day,
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| Who can believe you,
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| Who can believe you?
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| Let your mother pray (sugar!)
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| Well I’m not there all the time you know.
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| Some people, some people, some people
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| Call it insane, yeah they call it insane, (sugar!)
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| I play russian roulette everyday, a man’s sport,
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| With a bullet called life, yeah called life,(sugar!)
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| You know that every time I try to go Where I really want to be It’s already where I am,
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| Cause I’m already there…(sugar!)
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| The kombucha mushroom people
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| Sitting around all day,
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| Who can believe you,
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| Who can believe you?
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| Let your mother pray (sugar!)
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| I got a gun the other day from sako,
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| It’s cute, small, fits right in my pocket,
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| Yeah, right in my pocket, (sugar)
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| My girl, you know, she lashes out at me sometimes,
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| And I just kick her, and then she’s o.k., she's o.k.(sugar)
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| People are always chasing me down,
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| Trying to push my face to the ground.
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| What all they really want to do Is suck out my mother fucking brains, my brains (sugar).
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| The kombucha mushroom people
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| Sitting around all day.
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| Who can believe you,
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| Who can believe you?
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| Let your mother pray.
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| I sit, in my desolate room, no lights, no music,
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| Just anger, I’ve killed everyone,
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| I’m away forever, but I’m feeling better,
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| How do I feel, what do I say?
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| Fuck you, it all goes away.
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| How do I feel, what do I say?
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| Fuck you, it all goes away.
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| How do I feel, what do I say?
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| In the end it all goes away.
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| How do I feel, what do I say?
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| In the end it all goes away,
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| How do I feel, what do I say?
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| In the end it all goes away.
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| How do I feel, what do I say?
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| In the end it all goes away.
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| How do I feel, what do I say?
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| In the end it all goes away.
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| How do I feel, what do I say?
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| In the end it all goes away,
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| In the end it all goes away,
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| In the end it all goes away,
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| In the end it all goes away,
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| In the end it all goes away. |