Текст песни
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
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