Yeah, uh huh
It's Bij
Yeah, uh
Feel like I've been to the end of the world
God Damn, I'm a traveling man
But when night time falls
I'll be dreaming about a girl
Well, I guess I am what I am
I guess I'm in a band, but that wasn't the plan
Till I made one song, and I'll be damned if that wasn't a jam
So till death I ride, prepare for parasites
Cause I spit pesticides, and yeah you criticize
But I took it in stride. Even when I told the truth
You still believed a lie, why am I not surprised?
You got me feeling kinda sorta out of order
You got me stuck out of luck Riga mortis
I bet you'd bury me alive
I bet you'd bury me alive
Yeah
You're losing me, I'm losing you
But I think you look beautiful
I'm sorry that I forget the fact
That all this shit is new to you
You just keep on doing you
I hope I get through to you
So I can tell you all about
The things I try to do for you
I fit that casket right
You made that sacrifice
I've been fooled before and I'll be damned if that shit happen twice
I guess that's shame on you
I'm a place that blame on you
Cause love is just a game but no body plays to lose
Nah
You got me feeling kinda sorta out of order
You got me stuck out of luck Riga mortis
I bet you'd bury me alive
Yeah
I bet you'd bury me alive
Yeah, uhh
Feel like I've been through hell and back
I'm not one to complain
But I'm just facing facts
Greyhound bus station rap
Cause I ain't got no car
And I just quit my job
Somehow in hopes of things lifting off and
Have them saying damn look at ch'all
You made it so far
It took you so long
But you kept it so raw
When you dream so big
Sometimes you get lost
And some get paid
But some pay the cost
You got me feeling kinda sorta out of order
You got me stuck out of luck Riga mortis
I bet you'd bury me alive
Kill'em again
I bet you'd bury me alive
Yeah
I'm losing you, you're losing me
But honestly it's you I need
I hope you remember that this hectic life is new to me
I understand that it ain't easy getting through to me
But we've been through it all
You've got no clue what you could do to me
I fit that casket right
I love that bad advice
I hate the fact that it's a struggle to relax at night
It's just a fact of life
Bitches want some bragging rights
And love is pain so I suggest you bring a bag of ice
Nice
You got me feeling kinda sorta out of order
You got me stuck out of luck Riga mortis
I bet you'd bury me alive
I bet you'd bury me alive