you'd like to take control of me i'm not how...
if somebody's askin' i've gone away yeah somebody's packin' and...
Yeah i, i got to know your name Well and...
here's to tommorow baby i'm feelin' sick complain the whole...
somethin's wrong with my life and i'm crazy somethin's hard...
i don't know what makes me hard for you i...
polite to say that i drifted away and i never...
thoughts of prison lying in my head over visions dosing...
come on you could say i am nothing few could...
fuck tha police comin' straight from the underground a mother...