Lyrics
At times I wish I were dead
Busy people dancing all over my head
Real shock value with every move they make
Real bad headache with every step they take
I get a contact buzz
Can't remember what the problem was
I find it hard to even care
Life was too real till you got there
My life is dirt, but you seem to make it cleaner
Reduce my felony to a misdemeanor
When I feel sick, you're an antibiotic
Organize my world, my world's pointless and chaotic
I get a contact buzz
Can't remember what the problem was
I find it hard to even care
Life was too real until you got there
