Lyrics Jacknife - Belaganas
Hello
Feeling
like
someone
can
hang
for
me
Find
a
gold
chain,
hang
from
it
Better
hundred,
they
were
sayin'
nothin'
I
get
in
the
mood
to
break
something
But
Hart's
calling
my
name,
fuck
it
Gettin'
harder
tryin'
to
say
fuck
it
Get
it
harder,
ride
away
drunk
And
I'm
stained
on
in
this
paint,
baby
No
one
think
of
me
the
same
baby
Momma
no,
I
ain't
the
same
baby
Find
the
reason
why
my
brain
hate
me
No
I'm
not
the
man
that
they
paint
me
as
Bought
it
comin'
'cause
his
fame
crazy
Got
up
on
me,
cut
the
brace
baby
And
I
wonder
why
I've
been
the
same
baby
Jack
knife
cut
through
the
stones
you
chucked
And
my
soul
too
drunk
to
sleep
Don't
do
drugs
when
the
cold
too
much
Baby
show
your
cut
to
me
And
I'm
way
too
young
to
be
this
grown
up
To
be
too
grown
up
to
think
And
I'm
way
too
young
to
be
this
fucked
up
To
be
too
fucked
up
to
breathe
Yeah,
I
wear
my
denim
jeans
with
the
frayed
ends
'Cause
I'm
tearin'
up
to
my
days
end
(that's
two)
Take
a
breath
when
I
wake
up
It's
a
major
bed,
it
won't
make
sense
Had
to
take
steps
on
my
weak
knees
And
these
demons
keep
tryin'
to
see
me
And
a
fake
death
would
be
easy
If
this
face
shaved
when
they
eat
me
That's
a
fact
Feeling
forced
to
accept
this
pain
And
it's
just
what
you
call
your
day
Run
the
course
and
my
legs
fall
off
And
they
expect
me
to
win
the
race
"Ain't
no
pressure",
that's
what
they'll
say
They
be
too
weak
to
hold
my
weight
There's
too
much
I
can't
answer
So
why
the
fuck
am
I
out
here
anyway?
Uh,
kiss
the
cheek,
oh
mama,
I've
been
missin'
all
my
kin
fo'
Independence
only
feel
like
starin'
out
the
window
Don't
you
miss
your
shit?
This
used
to
be
so
fuckin'
simple
Don't
you
miss
the
way
you
move
when
you
ain't
have
the
info?
Night
light
shimmer,
just
what
get
me
through
the
limbo
Used
to
always
have
the
time,
now
I'm
like,
"Where
that
shit
go?"
Don't
you
miss
your
shit?
This
used
to
be
so
fuckin'
simple
Don't
you
miss
when
you
ain't
have
to
worry
'bout
a
Jack
knife
cut
through
the
stones
you
chucked
And
my
soul
too
drunk
to
sleep
Don't
do
drugs
when
the
cold
too
much
Baby
show
your
cuts
to
me
And
I'm
way
too
young
to
be
this
grown
up
To
be
too
grown
up
to
think
And
I'm
way
too
young
to
be
this
fucked
up
To
be
too
fucked
up
to
breathe
Jack
knife
cut
through
the
stones
you
chucked
And
my
soul
too
drunk
to
sleep
Don't
do
drugs
when
the
cold
too
much
Baby
show
your
cuts
to
me
(Show
your
cuts
to
me)
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