Tekst Utworu

I've been self diagnosing all of my problems Carrying all my stress in the jaw I've got all sorts of health products Aspirin and robo and my new skin care wash It couldn't be excessive caffeine Dehydration or lack of sleep I need something real heavy Whoa I've been banging my head to the beat of trauma Cynic in bandage by natural law I've got all sorts of beauty products Face paint and polish resistant to the wash Now I don't trust my tylenol To save my ass when I mess up Now I doubt my neti pot Could even clear up all my snot I need to fix myself Whoa I've been self diagnosing all of my problems Carrying all my stress in the jaw I've got all sorts of beauty products Face paint and polish resistant to the wash Now I don't trust my tylenol To save my ass when I mess up Now I doubt my neti pot Could even clear up all my snot I need to fix myself Whoa
Writer(s): Samuel Adam Mathys, Erik Paulson, Stephen Paulson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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