Oh Well - Ecid

Happiness is a tough sell

Some sad bastards just love hell

Like «fuck money I steal from myself»

I do this for me by me in my cell

Who’s to blame?

They blame pops

like «Thug Life fuck life til the condom pops»

Babies raised by make babies

That kill babies cuz their just babies

Too afraid to raise their babies

Some body save me

It’s my fault I’d rather be Jay-Z than Dick Chaney

Brainy but dumbed down for slang sake

Stakes is make a pie six blocks high

stuff your face and await the naked skank

happy birthday Mr. President always takes the cake

It’s hard to fly straight in a flock of jailbirds

So Whats it worth Mr. Opiate Taylor

Hook

You tell me your okay- but I know damn well

Your cry wolf cry for help

You tell me your okay- but I know dam well

Oh well Oh well Oh well x2

So your free falling off the wagon into glue manure

Thought you were the self employed entrepreneur

Used to be the school nerd now your so Franklin/Seward

You forgot who you were

So today’s the big day the day you play hang man

With a vacuum cleaner chord and a ceiling fan

Talk about clearing the air

Go ahead kick the chair and hang ten til your clearly dead air

A spinning pinata til asta man yana

Cry momma all ya wanna- remember she’s hearing impaired

What if it doesn’t do the trick Mr. Why Me?

Why don’t you try me?

you can use an IV

A super-sized high for the hybrid society

It might just be the thing you’ve been dying to meet

But I get the feeling it’s a publicity stunt you’ve been

working on for months, well no one cares and no one’s stumped

Hook

You tell me your okay- but I know damn well

Your cry wolf cry for help

You tell me your okay- but I know dam well

Oh well Oh well Oh well x2

Outro

Reach out to the people around you

Before it’s too late and no one’s around you x4

Hook

You tell me your okay- but I know damn well

Your cry wolf cry for help

You tell me your okay- but I know dam well

Oh well Oh well Oh well x2