Kennedy Songtext
von littleDEATH

Most days I wanna fry my mind
Self-medicate to pass the time
I′m Keith Richards with a nine to five
Barely living but I'm so alive
Whoa!
I got that kerosene tongue
I got that drawer like a drug store
(You know it′s fun to be a Kennedy of anxiety, hey!)
I got that deafening pulse
It's like my heart is a dance floor
(You know it's fun to be a Kennedy of anxiety, hey!)
I′m a wreck, I′m still a mess
My common sense, I ghosted it, but
I think I'm doing fine
Most days I wanna fry my mind
Self-medicate to pass the time
I′m Keith Richards with a nine to five
Barely living but I'm so alive
Whoa!
I got that lookalike face


Inside that mirror that talks to me
(You know it′s fun to be a Kennedy of anxiety, hey!)
He swears that "punk is drunk" and "blacking out is a party"
(You know it's fun to be a Kennedy of anxiety, hey!)
What I′ve got, it's not a lot
I looked for God, he blew me off, but
Everything's alright!
(Wait, wait, wait - what?)
Most days I wanna fry my mind
Self-medicate to pass the time
I′m Keith Richards with a nine to five
Barely living but I′m so alive
Whoa!
I got that kerosene tongue
I got that drawer like a drug store
(You know it's fun to be a Kennedy of anxiety)
I got that deafening pulse
It′s like my heart is a dance floor
(You know it's fun to be a Kennedy of anxiety)
Goddamn!
Most days I wanna fry my mind
Self-medicate to pass the time (Oh yeah)
I′m Keith Richards with a nine to five
Barely living but I'm so alive
I′m a wreck, I'm still a mess
My common sense, I ghosted it
(You know it's fun to be a Kennedy of anxiety)
What I got, it′s not a lot
I looked for God, he blew me off
(You know it′s fun to be a Kennedy of anxiety, hey!)