Pip Skid - Funny Farm lyrics

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Pip Skid - Funny Farm lyrics

[Intro] "You got a real rotten a** attitude." [Verse One] The love of my life I went and did so wrong When she kept doing me right for so long Like I was gone And she lost interest And all of a sudden, yo I'm back up in this Like I expected her to patiently wait Pick up where we left off, blaze a hot date Too late Don't recognize my best friend But I'm professional who like to play pretend Memory of a ten though I'm a junky geriatric Fumble through the world where they know me as Patrick Propel towards defeat, familiar with hurtin' And if something is going good then I'll close the curtain For certain, whatever I touch turns to mold Bet everything that I got and then fold Hold heads together so tight they sweat Easily the most impressive person I've met [Hook] {x2} Ain't nothing Hurt good, it hurt bad Gone mad, miserable, sick and sad Masochistic, wrist slit, inflict harm They never come to visit at the funny farm [Verse Two] I used to be able to Crack myself up But I forgot what it feels like to laugh and that's f**ed Used to have my health but that left in a hurry Physical state feels like the city of Suri Been squeezed dry Asthma's got the best of me Air that we breath ain't the original recipe At the hospital, nearly dead I suppose All kinds of oxygen, tubes in my nose Like, taking blows from [?] Laid out on my back and my will is gone Fruit flies pick at my heart as it rot How many times can you request another shot? I got Teeth breaking Gums receding Won't stop chewing my fingers until they're bleeding Leading a family through, misery fatigue Trying to lay the blame but way outta my league As if George Bush did it, but it's probably me Most useless piece of sh** on the M.I.C One sad sorry sack of sh** that don't fit Don't care for myself or amount to spit Get it over with And it'll never be complete and Every time I rap I'm wasting a good beat In all the wrong places, looking for wealth Cause you can't love somebody who doesn't love them self [Interlude] "Where it hurts...loss, mourning, grief, sadness, sorrow, heart break, heartache." [Hook] "Love gets so mixed up with ego. With insecurity. With inadequacy. With fear. With old age. With money. With s**. It is a hodge podge of confusion. So mixed up that practically no one really knows what love is."