Do It Again - Secret Band

Fuck my spine

I crack my back all the time

I don’t need your shit advice on my issues

I can do research

You can buy t shirts

Every interactions an interview

Bore me death

Verbally sucking the soul out my chest

I should do meth

Tell everyone in the world that I’m blessed

I blew the gasket off my top dome ouch

Is there somewhere to live that’s higher than the clouds

I’m in a rhythm omelette

I feel so egg

I put some mustard on it

Sign this leg

The more I can stand the more I can do

Follow the plan show them its proof

Some of your fans are evil and cruel

I can stay bad or I can get good

I shove it the background

Listenin' to wack sound

Acid dope brap villiain

Taking over fat buildings

Slippin' through the cracks

Engrossed in those

Traumatic flashbacks

I feel my self like I’ve been pushing a clown all around every town

I guess I hustled for this dead eyed look

And if a cooler breeze might pass me buy

I would lie and let you know that I live for this

Its a bitch

And a trip

A wet kiss on the lips

And you can flip off the kids

And you can make your dick hurt

You can be grateful and hateful

Still make it all work

I think imma douche

I don’t even care if you like what I do

I think imma fluke

I feel like a circus I’m droppin' the nuke

I’m actin on cravings

Digging a hole buryin' my fear

Sad bored to enable

Make unstable

To get somewhere different from here

Dead silent when I’m wrapped in rage

Sloppy in the body getting hard to gauge

How

Many times will I fight the feeling

I can do it again

I can go back in

How does one get out of that

Around the whole deal

I want my pattern back

I know how I feel