Couldn't Get Enough Lyrics

Oh lord what's it gonna be for me

Been commanding vasalenic hygiene

Last week I slipped and I slept on the floor

So what everything bores me

I sip on tonic and workaholic forties

I'd stay working for life but that's most all of my time

Rolling chic take up all of the floorboards

Quit Holding out on me I know that there's more for

Scum of the earth

Over in the corner

That's the ways it goes baby

All of me is rotting in the corner there

Maybe take some for the ride

Sleep all day and my face keeps losing melanin

Step outside and I do of vitamins

Last week I freaked and put the neighbors kid to sleep

Been weak and the spiders are evolving

I grow greens and vaccines in one hundred feet of carpet

My landscapes used to be portraits so I start to salt my windows

Rolling chic take up all of the floorboards

Quit Holding out on me I know that there's more for

Scum of the earth

Over in the corner

That's the ways it goes baby

All of me is rotting in the corner there

Maybe take some for the ride