Lyrics

I gotta tell you how I want it mama The boy is slowly falling mama We got problems we got problems we got We got problems we got problems we got This world is falling This world is slowly falling down This world is falling This world is slowly falling down Fuck this job A puppeteer a bitch Inside my own head Just like Just like I'd rather not be on TV They're pushing bullshit everyday Media torture Media torture Media torture I gotta tell you how I want it mama Dubious the time of the day The world is slowly falling mama You get it from your mom You get it from you dad This world is falling This world is slowly falling down This world is falling This world is slowly falling down Fuck this job A puppeteer a bitch Inside my own head Just like Just like John Malkovich I'd rather not be on TV They're pushing bullshit everyday Media torture Media torture Media torture I gotta tell you how I want it mama The boy is slowly falling mama We got problems we got problems we got Mama Mama
Writer(s): Samuel Bocan Biddle, Soran Dussaigne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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