Funkiller Lyrics

Never should've smoked that shit

Now nothing's real and everyone is mad at me

I called my mom to ask her

If I'm a disappointment

You were when you were fifteen

Now you should forgive yourself

But how can I help myself

If I blame myself

I'm such a loser

And a sore winner

You should not cry

I'm on that Thom Yorke shit

Might go study abroad far from here

What should I do with this degree? Wipe

Your asses then leave

The working class is fascist now

I fill my mouth with words I can't pronounce

But make me feel accultured

I'm such a loser

And a fun killer

You should not cry

I was joking, nevermind

It gets me like this sometimes

I was joking, nevermind

It gets me like this sometimes

I hope I'm fun to be around, sometimes