Therapy For Gangsters
(专辑: North Korean BBQ - 2011)
I
had a
lucid dream That's a
dream you can control And in this dream, all I
did was stay alive forever I'm not going to wake up 'til the
day we die together And Satan writes a
letter to me saying life forever Sometimes you gotta wound yourself so you can heal something I'd rather feel sadness than feel nothing A
knot up in your stomach means that something real's coming I'd rather feel that than feel nothing Sometimes I
break down and cry when I
think about my dad's death But my dad has never died He's alive, it's sleeting blood down in hell, that's the
weather I
take a
sewing needle, stitch myself back together I'm sleep deprived and hungover but at least alive The
rhythm of the
world and me were never synchronized It's printed on my medication bottle Mix some alcohol with this and that's a
better way to wobble Toggle forces. White queens, black horses One tally for every smile that Mac forces Scratch it on the
prison wall Being a
father is not that difficult. Be a
man and get involved Hit the
abortion and the
methadone clinic, need to kill two birds, find a
stepping stone, pick it up, throw it Just because I
got the
white boy voice and some big words don't mean I'm a
poet, I'm a
gangster Spin the
dreidel baby, spin the
dreidel, this is therapy for gangsters Welcome to North Korean Barbeque by Mac Lethal I
had a
lucid dream, that's a
dream you can control and in this dream, all I
did is stay alive forever. I'm not going to wake up 'til the
day we die together and Satan writes a
letter to me saying life is precious