wasted all my time feeling twisted to realize where I wanna go to criticize everything I know cause I've tasted all of the crap from this flat land it's very scary Mary don't you think that everyday we feel that taste again taste again
I'm waiting for my man He never drives me sad I'm sure he'll understand He's like my third hand
wasted too much time feeling twisted to realize what I wanna do I've looked around I got nothing new I have tasted all the crap in this desert land it makes me feel like a real shit don't give a fuck if I ain't got a friend
I'm waiting for my man He never drives me sad I'm sure he'll understand He never drives me sad
We wanna take some He just gonna give some We gonna take more We just wanna have fun
wasted too much time feeling twisted to realize what I wanna do I've looked around I got nothing new I have tasted all the crap in this desert land it makes me feel like a real shit don't give a fuck if I ain't got a friend