Swear to God - Philthy Rich & Pooh Hefner

I only had a couple drinks last night And few good hits from an antler pipe And I must admit, I had a few white lines And I don't know what all happened I woke up in the noon time light With a poundin' head, shiner on my eye And I don't know how, and I don't why But it feels like fierce abandon Ah, working on a buildin' out'a hand-hewn brimstone Workin' on a buildin', and I'm buildin' on it all alone Well there ain't nobody in my room tonight Goodnight honey, honey sleep tight Ma, I swear I'm doing alright But when the evenin' comes around I swear to God Pay no mind to the words I say 'Cause they ain't no count anyway I been ramblin' around and led astray By the paths that I been choosin' Cuttin' paths like a forest fire Pupils wider than backhoe tires Throwin' my money on a funeral pyre But it sure feels good abusin' Ah, working on a buildin' out'a hand-hewn brimstone Workin' on a buildin', and I'm buildin' on it all alone Well, there ain't nobody in my room tonight Goodnight honey, honey sleep tight Ma, I swear I'm doing alright But when the evenin' comes around I swear to God Bands too loud for their bible thumpin' Feels too good to not count for somethin' Big Sandy rock, Sludge River roll Goddamn, fire in the hole Look out baby, I'm bound to blow I'm bound to blow a gasket Damn good gig, good damn crowd Good God, for cryin' out loud Coming off-stage, I was mighty proud Then I don't know what all happened Ah, working on a buildin' out'a hand-hewn brimstone Workin' on a buildin', and I'm buildin' on it all alone Well there ain't nobody in my room tonight Goodnight honey, honey sleep tight Ma, I swear I'm doing alright But when the evenin' comes around I swear to God I swear to God

There is no truth in life, only a death can you find That here is no peace and what it means to be alive There is no truth that will set you free Swallow your tongue before you try to say what's best for me You don't know, never walked a day in me shoes And I'll be damned if I turn out like you Malicious the way you twist you words This vicious cycle that I'm in feels more like a curse When will enough be enough? The world's been dead to me for too long So sing me a sad song And tell me that I'll never belong Maybe you're right, maybe I'm all wrong But the world's been dead to me for too long Sad songs, you and me we'll never belong Maybe you're right, maybe I'm all wrong But the world's been dead to me for too long The world's been dead to me for too long (Too long, too long, too long, too long) You don't really know what's best for me Save it for someone else So before you open your mouth know I don't need your help What I really need is for you to go fuck yourself Fuck yourself So tell me Does it give you that sour taste that you hate? There'll be no peace between you and me Does it give you that sour taste that you hate? There'll be no peace So sing me a sad song And tell me that I'll never belong Maybe you're right, maybe I'm all wrong But the world's been dead to me for too long Sad songs, you and me we'll never belong Maybe you're right, maybe I'm all wrong But the world's been dead to me for too long The world's been dead to me for too long (Too long, too long, too long, too long) Does it give you that sour taste that you hate to know I'll go my own way? Does it give you that sour taste that you hate, you hate, you hate? (So sing me a sad song) Does it give you that sour taste that you hate (sad song) To know I'll go my own way? (sad song) Does it give you that sour taste that you hate, you hate, you hate?

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