The Kombucha mushroom people
Sitting around all day
Who can believe you
Who can believe you
Let your mother pray (sugar)I'm not there all the time you know
Some people, some people, some people
Call it insane, yeah they call it insane (sugar)
I play Russian roulette everyday, a man's sport
With a bullet called life, yeah, mama, called life(sugar)
You know that every time I try to go
Where I really want to be
It's already where I am
'Cause I'm already thereThe Kombucha mushroom people
Sitting around all day
Who can believe you
Who can believe you
Let your mother pray (sugar)I got a gun the other day from Sako
It's cute, small, fits right in my pocket
Yeah, right in my pocket, (sugar)
My girl, you know, she lashes out at me sometimes
And I just fucking kick her, and then, ooh baby, she's ok (sugar)
People are always chasing me down
Trying to push my face to the ground
Where all they really want to do
Is suck out my mother fucking brains, my brains (sugar)The Kombucha mushroom people
Sitting around all day
Who can believe you
Who can believe you
Let your mother prayI sit, in my desolate room, no lights, no music
Just havoc
I've killed everyone
I'm away forever, but I'm feeling better
How do I feel
What do I say
Fuck you, it all goes away
How do I feel
What do I say
Fuck you, it all goes away
How do I feel
What do I say
In the end it all goes away
How do I feel
What do I say
In the end it all goes away
How do I feel
What do I say
In the end it all goes away
How do I feel
What do I say
In the end it all goes away
How do I feel
What do I say
In the end it all goes away
How do I feel
What do I say
In the end it all goes away
In the end it all goes away
In the end it all goes away
In the end it all goes away
In the end it all goes away
Songwriters
DARON MALAKIAN, SHAVO ODADJIAN, JOHN DOLMAYAN, SERJ TANKIANPublished by
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