Empty bag of sour gummy bears, Haribu
I'm giving him the runaround, Rendezvous
Paper sack about a hundred proof, absolut
Got a molly waiting on me in a parachute
Fucking all our problems till they come
Been a while since I've seen you
In a crowd of party people
Got me feeling kinda
Feeling kinda
REGAL
(Na - Ah)
Double dose has got me feeling wack, cardiac
He's slick as a heart attack, back to back
Stacks of money and a medicated maniac
Followed by a trio of black cadillacs
Oh, It ain't my fault
All these ATM withdrawals
Don't introduce me to your people
Got me feeling kinda
Feeling kinda
REGAL
Is this how it feels to be off my meds again
Is this how it feels to be off my meds again
Your voice the hiss a bogeyman under my bed
A million ticks under my skin I laid to rest
Maybe they'll let me sleep after i'm really dead
If I sleep in one more truck I think i'm fucked
It must be dumb luck, but I cannot thank you enough
In a town of lonely people
Got me feeling kinda
Feeling kinda
REGAL
Got me feeling kinda
Feeling kinda
REGAL
Got me feeling kinda
Feeling kinda
Kinda REGAL
