God loves you And i hate that I'm wishing spend tomorrow Don't mention why Don't feed that clock I own the words, You only borrow God shoved you and Your mission's right Whatever, stone or faded plastic ...and we're aimless and not chosen, And we're laughing Don't ever tell Don't bring that up I've got to find a way to lose it Are you going to be seen again? Good time to be broke Good time to be lean Got time to be crude Got time to be the cream I sit on the floor buzzed I slipped through the sofas Here come the starts Don't let me peak out Everyone's leaked out Leave me your name I head for the bathroom Everything's green/blue Sit on the drain Assume all the way gone Head on the fake lawn Dripping till dry ...i come down back at lennie's