Bad Thoughts Songtext
von Tom Finster
Bad Thoughts Songtext
(Yeah, I got some)
I got some bad thoughts, yeah
I wanna kill my landlord, uh
I wanna steal some air force one
Put ′em on just to park 'em in your best parts, uh
Tom why you ragin′
I don't know fuck it
I wanna blow rockets, trash cities
Go ruckus
Put my fist into asses
Like it's all honey, fuck money
I need love and a full tummy, yeah
I got some bad thoughts, yeah
Buy a pack of cigs and get lost, uh
Take my mask off, get loaded
Watch me walk into the ocean like a half god
(Bad thoughts)
(Bad thoughts, I got)
(Bad thoughts)
(Yeah, I got some)
I got some bad thoughts
(I′m losing it)
I got some bad thoughts
I got some bad thoughts, call it far fetched
I see my family wrangled up in a car crash
See me slowly ripped to pieces in a shark tank
Spat out by the industry onto a park bench
Who needs sad Tom
He′s a fat fuck, sweating in his own skin
Like a mascot
People call me goated
I am gassed up, ay
I am bloated, get a last look, I'm cozy
It′s water under the bridge
I'm falling off of a cliff
I′m falling down an abyss
Not holding onto this shit
I'm falling down with a kiss
I never made a mistake
I′m only dead if I lived yeah
Only dead if I lived
Too many bad thoughts
They not really real, they a Sasquatch
Guess my head is stuck in a black cloud
It's man up or man down
(Yeah, I got some)
I got some-
(I'm losing it)
I got some-
I got some bad thoughts, yeah
I wanna kill my landlord, uh
I wanna steal some air force one
Put ′em on just to park 'em in your best parts, uh
Tom why you ragin′
I don't know fuck it
I wanna blow rockets, trash cities
Go ruckus
Put my fist into asses
Like it's all honey, fuck money
I need love and a full tummy, yeah
I got some bad thoughts, yeah
Buy a pack of cigs and get lost, uh
Take my mask off, get loaded
Watch me walk into the ocean like a half god
(Bad thoughts)
(Bad thoughts, I got)
(Bad thoughts)
(Yeah, I got some)
I got some bad thoughts
(I′m losing it)
I got some bad thoughts
I got some bad thoughts, call it far fetched
I see my family wrangled up in a car crash
See me slowly ripped to pieces in a shark tank
Spat out by the industry onto a park bench
Who needs sad Tom
He′s a fat fuck, sweating in his own skin
Like a mascot
People call me goated
I am gassed up, ay
I am bloated, get a last look, I'm cozy
It′s water under the bridge
I'm falling off of a cliff
I′m falling down an abyss
Not holding onto this shit
I'm falling down with a kiss
I never made a mistake
I′m only dead if I lived yeah
Only dead if I lived
Too many bad thoughts
They not really real, they a Sasquatch
Guess my head is stuck in a black cloud
It's man up or man down
(Yeah, I got some)
I got some-
(I'm losing it)
I got some-
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