I got pepped up, I got wired
I got free tickets, then I got tired
I got organised and I did less
I stayed inside, I did nothing
I got proud of myself for one second
But the guilt just bled right out of my ancient body
[Verse 2]
And I got ideas we can implement
I got poems, got a whole instrument
I got violence, I got peace
I got friends and policemen
[Chorus]
You don't need to feel this way
You don't need to feel this way anymore
[Verse 3]
I got a face transplant near down by the river
Got the shakes when I saw you, my heart, my lungs were his
But my liver is bold, got the blues
Got me begging for a holiday
[Verse 4]
But it's a hit beat, a shit beat, smiling for a while
No, keep relaying the falls, it's the turning of tables
It is the spinning of plates, it is a joke in the bedroom
Work to shred ex-military models in the modern world
[Chorus]
You don't need to feel this way
You don't need to feel this way anymore
[Verse 1] I got pepped up, I got wired I got free tickets, then I got tired I got organised and I did less I stayed inside, I did nothing I got proud of myself for one second But the guilt just bled right out of my ancient body [Verse 2] And I got ideas we can implement I got poems, got a whole instrument I got violence, I got peace I got friends and policemen [Chorus] You don't need to feel this way You don't need to feel this way anymore [Verse 3] I got a face transplant near down by the river Got the shakes when I saw you, my heart, my lungs were his But my liver is bold, got the blues Got me begging for a holiday [Verse 4] But it's a hit beat, a shit beat, smiling for a while No, keep relaying the falls, it's the turning of tables It is the spinning of plates, it is a joke in the bedroom Work to shred ex-military models in the modern world [Chorus] You don't need to feel this way You don't need to feel this way anymore Explain Request ×
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