I got nicotine in my bloodstream turning my teeth green
I want to throw up, I want to grow up
Up the hall and down the stairs
Shave my legs and dye my hair
Everyone's looking at me but I don't care
I got caffeine keeping my mind clean just like a light-beam
I want to shine out, I want to find out
Out of the closet and around the room
Shit my pants and dust my broom
Nothing here to see and nothing to do
Well in the age of information
I can form a sovereign nation on my own
It's just me and my mathematics
Smoking weed in grandma's attic all alone
I got klonopin making my blood thin making my head spin
I want to turn up, I want to burn up
Up the street and down the lane
Up a creek and down the drain
And I'm burning, burning, burning all the way
Well it's a sad old situation
When I form a sovereign nation of myself
But at least in this condition
I've got lot's of ammunition against my health
Oh I got nicotine in my bloodstream turning my teeth green
I want to stumble, I want to crumble
Dust to dust and milk to mold
Iron to rust and cash for gold
I'm never never never getting old
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