Stuck in the sewer beneath all the maggots I ain't foolin' I've been pursuing
God damn it man I almost had it a way to get out of these dirty old ruins I'm
Checkin' out I'm never comin' back I'm checkin' out I'm listed M.I.A. god damn
It man I almost had it threw me out the door and called me a faggot I ain't
Done I've only yet begun West Oakland is the place where I'm comin' from god
Damn it man I almost had it well I did it again yeah I do it outta habit well
I'm numb it ain't no fun I'm less than zero when you add up the sum I'm
Checkin' out yeah I tain't no doubt yea a courtship built from anger is what
It amounts I almost had it I came so close man I almost had it I almost had it
Writer(s): Timothy Armstrong, Roger Matthew Freeman, Lars Frederiksen
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