Lyrics

Woke up this morning, desperation a.m. What I've been saying won't say them again My head's not empty, it's full with my brain The thoughts I'm thinking, like piss down a drain And I feel like a beetle on its back And there's no way for me to get up Love will get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't wanna catch Ought to control what I do to my mind Nothing in there but sun shades for the blind Only yesterday I said to myself The things I'm doing are not good for my health And I feel like a beetle on its back And there's no way for me to get up Love will get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't wanna catch Love will get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't wanna catch Love will get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't wanna catch
Writer(s): J. King, A. Gill, D. Allen, H. Burnham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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