(Chorus)
Left good, right good, left good, right good.
Middle good, front good, back good, up good.
Down good, clean good, up good, down good.
Left good, right good, twitch, I twitch.

Left good, right good, left good, right good.
Middle good, front good, back good, up good.
Down good, clean good, up good, down good.
Left good, right good, twitch, I twitch.

(Verse 1)
On my list of undermined fits,
Is my mind which binds when I need a fine twitch.
It always hits in a spritz like an itch,
Inhibits life there's a light that blips.
"Mike, you're too drunk,
You really need help,
Stop touching me, just control yourself!"
Shut up, bitch,
I have no boundaries.
You'd be bored as fuck if you lived without me.
I got no strings, I got no strings.
Put that Belvedere here,
I'll just down the whole thing.
Escape from the urge to spaz,
Tweaking mad, used each excuse I have.
Look, it started, way back when.
Weekly obsessions led me into trends.
Skateboards one day, card games the next.
Just meaningless reasons, for me to get dressed.
I was always a writer, but timid at first.
'Til I grew the ball-sack and thirst to burst.
My current addictions I will always love:
Sex, drinkin', and hittin' up clubs.

Left good, right good, left good, right good.
Middle good, front good, back good, up good.
Down good, clean good, up good, down good.
Left good, right good, twitch, I twitch.

Left good, right good, left good, right good.
Middle good, front good, back good, up good.
Down good, clean good, up good, down good.
Left good, right good, twitch, I twitch.

Oh, there's no problem. I'm okay
(Mine and no one else's but mine,
Mine and on else's but mine)
Yet I say,
That there's no problem, I'm okay.
(Not a teeny tiny bit anyone else's,
Not a teeny tiny bit anyone else's)
I'll decay today, fuck it.

(Verse 2)
I lost some from friends due to rap,
How about that?
Fucking pussies, who didn't really have my back,
But they're wack,
Those dudes are lame,
I'm untamed, party animal,
Insane on all terrains.
Psychological history clouds,
And I'm too proud to ever back down.
But I must be blitzed by substances,
Or I'm too pensive to live.
And Tourette's led me to this sidestep.
Yelling out all the names of my objects.
(Mine and no one else's but mine!)
Here's my escape:
I try to unwind.
Vicodin, six shots of Schnapps.
Hip-hop on iPod locked,
Turned to the top.
Skoal dip in the lip and a Camel lit.
Rapping over speakers,
East Coast kid. (Tri-State)
Black out, fetal position.
Empty bottle I coddle,
Aim a ridge and I piss in.
Another morning, introspective.
Where's the root of my problem and how do I end this?
My passion and pain hold hands, and when I write about it,
Some others understand.
But without OCD,
I'd still be intense.
I'll always be me,
So if you see one of my seizures,
Leave, 'cause it's artistic procedure.

Left good, right good, left good, right good.
Middle good, front good, back good, up good.
Down good, clean good, up good, down good.
Left good, right good, twitch, I twitch.

Left good, right good, left good, right good.
Middle good, front good, back good, up good.
Down good, clean good, up good, down good.
Left good, right good, twitch, I twitch.

Oh, there's no problem. I'm okay
(Mine and no one else's but mine,
Mine and on else's but mine)
Yet I say,
That there's no problem, I'm okay.
(Not a teeny tiny bit anyone else's,
Not a teeny tiny bit anyone else's)
I'll decay today, fuck it.

Oh, there's no problem. I'm okay
(Mine and no one else's but mine,
Mine and on else's but mine)
Yet I say,
That there's no problem, I'm okay.
(Not a teeny tiny bit anyone else's,
Not a teeny tiny bit anyone else's)
I'll decay today, fuck it.


Lyrics submitted by MoxNarsky

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