Letra de Geek Stink Breath (BBC Live Session)
On a mission, I've made my decision Lead a path of self-destruction Slow progression killing my complexion And it's rotting out my teethI'm on a roll, no self-control I'm blowin' off steam with methamphetamine Well, don't know what I want And that's all that I've got And I'm pickin' scabs off my faceEvery hour, my blood is turning sour And my pulse is beating out of time I found a treasure filled with sick pleasure And it sits on a thin white lineI'm on a roll, no self-control I'm blowin' off steam with methamphetamine Well, don't know what I want And that's all that I've got And I'm pickin' scabs off my faceI'm on a mission, I got no decision Like a cripple running the rat race Wish in one hand, shit in the other And see which one gets filled firstI'm on a roll, no self-control I'm blowin' off steam with methamphetamine Well, don't know what I want And that's all that I've got And I'm pickin' scabs off my faceGeek Stink Breath