FUCK A 2020

I'll be moving on my own now So don't tell me where to go If you tell me put the drugs down Then show us how to cope The feds on the phone now I left her hanging by the rope With some shit I can't forget about That's why we're aiming at your throat And they think it's all fun now Like the pain that comes and goes I've been fading in and out I've been famous once before I've been feeling all alone now And Cobain's at the door I've been moving on my own now So don't tell me where to go Surfing on this road on my own I've been dolo lonesome roaming through these zones I've been low So bitches never know who I am Go through motions I've been coping yeah Floating through dimensions Sipping, tripping, living Faded on the basis I've been burning bridges Face to face with satin screaming all religions Vision in a basement F*CK A 2020 Yeah yeah yeah F*CK A 2020 Yeah yeah yeah Let's go I've been moving on my own now So don't tell me where to go If you tell me put the drugs down Then show us how to cope The feds on the phone I left that bitch hanging by the rope With some shit I can't forget about That's why we're aiming at your throat