I felt bad, I took a pill
Dilate my iris and destroy my will
All of the sun, all the stars align
But I got a problem of a different kind
Always talking about yours and mine
They keep the meter running all the time
It’s empty, but you shouldn’t let it
I stay fucked up and I don’t regret it, now
Bow down to the mayor of nothing
Over the roof and I’m shaking you out
By going down, man, I’m rising above it
Oh, you don’t know what I’m talking about
Oh, let me paint a picture
I ain’t no fucking slob
Oh, let me paint a picture
More like a fucking god to you
Don’t follow them, maybe they’re lost too
You gotta think of something else to do
I’m doing nothing, never ever tried
You keep selling, but I’m never buying
Live in a dumpster, I don’t mind
Bitch and cry and moan and whine
Break up for little piece for free
But they don’t know about the hefty fee, and
Bow down to the mayor of nothing
Over the roof and I’m shaking you out
By going down, man, I’m rising above it
Oh, you don’t know what I’m talking about
Oh, let me paint a picture
I ain’t no fucking slob
Oh, let me paint a picture
More like a fucking god to you
All this can be yours and mine
I never wanted it myself
But I can’t understand it
I’m coming, I can’t lend it
Oh, let me paint a picture
I ain’t no fucking slob
Oh, let me paint a picture
More like a fucking god to you
Oh, let me paint a picture
I ain’t no fucking slob
Oh, let me paint a picture
Feel like a fucking god to you