Lyrics

Wooo This beat is crazy Did I make that? Oh yeah, I forgot Yeah I don't know shit about fuck and that's an understatement It's like I live stuffed in a box down in Grandma's basement I'm oblivious to the world that's why my brain's vacant, can't fake it I'm wound tighter than a botched facelift Thanks, sorry to make you jump backward I got the bodily awareness of a drunk bastard God forbid you ever wanted to make some friendly conversation (Long silence) Small talk's too freaking complicated I'm bad at math so it must be ADD I'm typing upside down hello's on TI-83 This is great TV watching me sit in a meeting Have respect don't interrupt while I stare at the ceiling, no hard feelings I don't know how to iron these clothes That's why all the shirts I wear look like Tommy Lee Jones Looks ridiculous but no need to pity me Perhaps before I die I can learn to fold a fitted sheet (Finally) I don't think you know me Got my head in a box living low key, yeah Time moves slowly Locked away but the lid can't hold me Spring-loaded to the melody Am I gonna be your friend or your enemy? Uh... We'll never know that 'cause I don't know, you don't know, we don't know Jack I'm on my 51st date 'cause my memory sucks Like I drank a fifth of Jack now I'm getting a buzz Stepped in the truck, the tire done gone flat I have to jack this shit up? Good thing I can call Dad Now I can haul ass like I did car jacking Ripped the Lo Jack out so now there's no tracking Around a curve, swerve bang! I think we jackknifed it Mr. Mechanic, I'll gladly pay your jacked prices I'm not a jack of all trades 'cause I don't do labor I'm a grown man but as handy as a teen gamer I'm not a lazy jack just a tad loopy But watch me lose my shit and go off like Jack Ruby, sue me I'm unstable but who's the Jack behind the trigger? The ending is the same whether it's Bauer or The Ripper Cold son of a bitch I'm Jack Frost's kid But I'm still going down fucking like Jack Dawson I don't think you know me Got my head in a box living low key, yeah Time moves slowly Locked away but the lid can't hold me Spring-loaded to the melody Am I gonna be your friend or your enemy? Uh... We'll never know that 'cause I don't know, you don't know, we don't know Jack Head in a box Head in a box, yeah
Writer(s): Jason Cole Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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