Something Someone Jr.

I'm just spinning and my eye is weak I can't find peace in a form of speech Views change color red hot, ice cold Black ain't a color happiness ain't gold But it's hard for me to feel normal easy to feel free Yeah It's hard for you to Understand if you can't feel me, I understand I ain't in a western in a way I can grasp I try to hold on to something that is fast Something is a way of say you don't know Then is just a way of make invisible My name is someone junior Who is my dad? Mama is Catherine Anne Hoover and she's all that My name is something someone junior Who is my dad? Mama is a Catherine Anne Hoover and she's all that And a bag of shit But it's hard for me to feel normal easy to feel free Yeah It's hard for you to Understand if you can't feel me, I understand I'm a municipal and the mundane I try to keep weird keep from the same I haven't read an outline on how to pass youth Rather than get passed I pass doobs I'm out I'm in it's hard to live in this given culture All the hers and hims All of the rats, snakes, and youth vultures, all around I'm so sick and my head's in a cast I try to hold on to something that is fast Something is a way of say you don't know Then is just a way of make invisible My name is someone junior Who is my dad? Mama is Catherine Anne Hoover and she's all that and a bag of And my name is something someone junior Who is my dad? Mama is a Catherine Anne Hoover and she's all that And a bag of...