Lyrics
The Electrical
For the weak, for the weak, for the perfect bodies
the world is growing bigger, who wants to be somebody?
I try to get attention, cause it doesn't do my daddy
I know your "good intentions"
Right now You're just my buddy
The lack of purity is driving me sick
The lack of sanity is calling my name
The clouds are closing and my cousin is crawling to get some weed and I'm standing here just waiting for the end
In different ways I'm assuming the sky it's different from the lies that I've learned so far
I hate your lies...
I'm ready to find my lexico
I'm ready to fly to mexico
I'm ready to try the electrical
electrical, electrical So I'm sick of it all and I'm trying to be the sceptical,
experimental
You will have too much fun, I hope you always be so fine!
I'm ready to find my lexico
I'm ready to fly to mexico
I'm ready to try the electrical
electrical, electrical