Billie Joe Armstrong
Geek Stink Breath
[Intro]
Oh

[Verse 1]
I'm on a mission, I made my decision
Lead a path of self-destruction
A slow progression killin' my complexion
And it's rottin' out my teeth

[Chorus]
I'm on a roll, no self-control
I'm blowin' off steam with methamphetamine
Well, don't know what I want, and that's all that I've got
And I'm pickin' scabs off my face

[Verse 2]
Every hour, my blood is turnin' sour
And my pulse is beatin' out of time
I found a treasure filled with sick pleasure
And it sits on a thin white line

[Chorus]
I'm on a roll, no self-control
I'm blowin' off steam with methamphetamine
Well, don't know what I want, and that's all that I've got
And I'm pickin' scabs off my face, huh
[Verse 3]
I'm on a mission, I got no decision
Like a cripple running the rat race
A wish in one hand, shit in the other
And see which one gets filled first

[Chorus]
I'm on a roll, no self-control
I'm blowin' off steam with methamphetamine
Well, don't know what I want, and that's all that I've got
And I'm pickin' scabs off my face, huh

[Outro]
Geek
Stink
Breath