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Situation wearin' thin
There's much conjecture about the state we're in
Not feelin' good as gold feelin' cheap as tin
I think it's time for my Ritalin
You say you don't get over
You know things get very weird, now
Not feelin' good as gold, feelin' cheap as tin
I think it's time for my Ritalin
(Choke me) In limbo, I'm talkin' 'bout
(Choke me) In limbo, in limbo
(Choke me) In limbo, I'm talkin' 'bout
(Choke me) In limbo, I'm in limbo
It's so impersonal on the phone
We all want to be all alone
You say it's only temporary
You'll end up in between
Come on, baby, you know what I like
You got to come get with the chuck and the gun
Come on and give me love
(Choke me) In limbo, I'm talkin' 'bout
(Choke me) In limbo, in limbo
(Choke me) In limbo, I'm talkin' 'bout
(Choke me) In limbo, I'm in limbo
Procrastination is like second nature
I'm prone to exotic nomenclature
I think the mob put it up that mocked me
I'd like to end up in purgatory
Choking demon
I'm choking on
Choking demon
Choking on
Satan
Choking demon
I'm choking on
Choking on Satan
I am Satan



Autor(en): Chuck Garvey, Rob Derhak, Al Schnier


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