Fucked Up World

Back door bitches begging me to behold
All their cash and cars
Platinum silver ’n gold
We're like diamonds in the sky
That is what we are told
No mountain made of money
Can buy you a soul
I can see it
I can see it
I can see it
Coming down
I can see it
I can see it
I can see it
Coming down
It's a fucked up world
What do you get
Sex and love and guns like a cigarette
It’s a fucked up world
What do you get from it
Sex and love and guns like a cigarette
Sex and love and guns like a cigarette
Banging little boys bugging me on the bus
Say they want to know who did it
But the answer's really us see
I don't know you
Why do you want to know me?
You ain't gettin’ what you want
Unless you're getting it for free
I can feel it
I can feel it
I can feel it
Coming down
I can feel it
I can feel it
I can feel it
Coming down
It's a fucked up world
What do you get
Sex and love and guns like a cigarette
It’s a fucked up world
What do you get from it
Sex and love and guns like a cigarette
Sex and love and guns like a cigarette
Sex and love and guns like a cigarette
Back to these backdoor bitches begging me to behave
Jamming Jesus down my throat
Note I don't want to be saved
Ain’t a chain on my brain
I'm nobody's slave
I got one foot in the cradle
and one in the grave
It's a fucked up world
Sex and love and guns like a cigarette
It’s a fucked up world
What do you get from it
Sex and love and guns like a cigarette
Sex and love and guns like a cigarette
Sex and love and guns like a cigarette
It's a fucked up world
It's a fucked up world
It's a fucked up world
It's a fucked up world
It's a fucked up world
It's a fucked up world
It's a fucked up world
It's a fucked up world
It's a fucked up world
It's a fucked up world
It's a fucked up world
Sex and love and guns like a cigarette
Sex and love and guns like a cigarette
Sex and love and guns like a cigarette
Sex and love and guns like a cigarette
Sex and love and guns like a cigarette
Sex and love and guns like a cigarette
Sex and love and guns like a cigarette
Sex and love and guns like a cigarette