[Verse 1: Ecid]
Happiness is a tough sell
Some sad bastards just love Hell
Like fuck money I steal from myself
I do this for me, by me, in my cell
Who's to blame?
They blame moms and pops
Like thug life, fuck life till the condom pops
Babies raised by babies make babies that kill babies cause they're just babies too afraid to raise their babies
Somebody save me
It's not my fault I'd rather be Jay-Z than Dick Cheney
Brainy, but dumbed down for slang's sake
Stakes is high, make a pie, six blocks high
Stuff your face and await the naked scank
Happy Birthday Mr.President always takes the cake
It's hard to fly straight in a flock of jail birds
So what's it worth Mister Opiate Taylor?
Hook: (2x)
You tell me you're okay but I know damn well
Your cry wolf cry for help won't help
You tell me you're okay but I know damn well
Oh well, oh well
[Verse 2: Ecid]
So you're free falling off the wagon in the glue manure
Thought you were the self employed entrepreneur
Used to be the school nerd
Now you're so Franklin-Seward you forgot who you were
So today's the big day
The day you play hangman
With a vacuum cleaner cord and a ceiling fan
Talk about clearing the air
Go ahead kick the chair and hang ten till you're clearly dead air
A spinning pinata til asta man yada
Cry momma all you wanna; remember she's hearing impaired
What if it doesn't do the trick, Mr.Why-Me?
Why don't you try me?
You could use an IV
A super-sized high for the hybrid society
It might just be the thing you've been dying to meet
But I get the feeling it's a publicity stunt you've been working on for months
Well no cares and no one's stunned
Hook: (2x)
You tell me you're okay but I know damn well
Your cry wolf cry for help won't help
You tell me you're okay but I know damn well
Oh well, oh well
Outro: (4x)
Reach out to the people around you
Before it's too late and no one's around you
Hook: (2x)
You tell me you're okay but I know damn well
Your cry wolf cry for help won't help
You tell me you're okay but I know damn well
Oh well, oh well
Happiness is a tough sell
Some sad bastards just love Hell
Like fuck money I steal from myself
I do this for me, by me, in my cell
Who's to blame?
They blame moms and pops
Like thug life, fuck life till the condom pops
Babies raised by babies make babies that kill babies cause they're just babies too afraid to raise their babies
Somebody save me
It's not my fault I'd rather be Jay-Z than Dick Cheney
Brainy, but dumbed down for slang's sake
Stakes is high, make a pie, six blocks high
Stuff your face and await the naked scank
Happy Birthday Mr.President always takes the cake
It's hard to fly straight in a flock of jail birds
So what's it worth Mister Opiate Taylor?
Hook: (2x)
You tell me you're okay but I know damn well
Your cry wolf cry for help won't help
You tell me you're okay but I know damn well
Oh well, oh well
[Verse 2: Ecid]
So you're free falling off the wagon in the glue manure
Thought you were the self employed entrepreneur
Used to be the school nerd
Now you're so Franklin-Seward you forgot who you were
So today's the big day
The day you play hangman
With a vacuum cleaner cord and a ceiling fan
Talk about clearing the air
Go ahead kick the chair and hang ten till you're clearly dead air
A spinning pinata til asta man yada
Cry momma all you wanna; remember she's hearing impaired
What if it doesn't do the trick, Mr.Why-Me?
Why don't you try me?
You could use an IV
A super-sized high for the hybrid society
It might just be the thing you've been dying to meet
But I get the feeling it's a publicity stunt you've been working on for months
Well no cares and no one's stunned
Hook: (2x)
You tell me you're okay but I know damn well
Your cry wolf cry for help won't help
You tell me you're okay but I know damn well
Oh well, oh well
Outro: (4x)
Reach out to the people around you
Before it's too late and no one's around you
Hook: (2x)
You tell me you're okay but I know damn well
Your cry wolf cry for help won't help
You tell me you're okay but I know damn well
Oh well, oh well
( ECID )
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