Lyrics

I got an itch I got a list I got a chip I got a lip I got a life I got a job I got an itch Gotta scratch Got a scab I can pick I got a list 1, 2, 3 Things I do when I'm free I got a dog I gotta walk so I'll talk on the phone I got a riff I got a riff I got a Here comes the riff I wanna know how it feels to shout (Shout) I wanna see what it means to me (And then repeat repeat) I wanna strip off all my clothes (It's gotta feel real to me) I wanna fuck so I can feel only the fuck (Come on and move the hips) I want to be anywhere but here (You sexy little beast) Inside my brain, I'm stuck inside my brain Shock, shock, shock, shock Feed of the pus, be one of us Feed of the pus, be one of us Anxious forever Feed of the pus be one of us Can't stop thinking Feed of the pus, be one of us Why can't I do what I need to do? (I'm gonna watch TV and take a nap) Why can't I see what it is they see? (W, I, N, N, E, R) I got potential essential for my mental (Write it down and read it to yourself) Inside my brain, I'm stuck inside my brain Feed of the pus, be one of us Feed of the pus, be one of us Anxious forever Feed of the pus, be one of us Can't stop thinking Feed of the pus, be one of us No-no, no-no, no-no, no-no, no-no Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Why can't I feel what it is they feel? Feed of the pus, be one of us Why can't I be what they want me to be? Feed of the pus, be one of us I've got an itch that can't be itched Feed of the pus, be one of us A scratch that can't be scratched
Writer(s): Andrew Jeffrey Hamm Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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