Beast life should not be bammer getting better each day
I believe, I believe
I'm not afraid, I'm not a freak, I'm not a fiend

Talkshow, baby, you're out of control, you know that smoking that bowl won't save your soul

You gothic slut, you're such a sexy little minx
Alright

Pop shows and not unsmall but I've forgotten my flow
I don't know, I don't know
I'm getting tangled as I wrangle my mic lead
I mangle my songs and I can't even sight read

I'm scratching my shin but I wake with itchy ankles
Got a faith that everything is gonna equalise
And sought a squeakier do for myself
You've met thе doe you've got some horriblе shit that's always waiting
We probably could do with a break so we can deal with being broken apart (Aye! Aye!)
Silence is a sweet sweet sound
How we gonna be now? (Ugh!)
It's killing me

Beast life should not be bammer getting better each day
I believe, I believe
I'm not a foe, I'm not about to take no for an answer
If you know you're righteous you can cast the first stone
But if you want a better beat or beast, just build your own
Silence is a sweet, sweet sound
It's killing me