Funky Insane

You, me Let's go and grab a coffee Not concerned with the yes or no 'Cause I'm a man who gives himself a chance But victims drain but I'm not one to lose control I'll leave it in my hands 'cause you know that's how I roll Why complain with the power of a choice I'll leave it in my hands with a smile on my face I'd choose to be deaf rather than hear 'Bout how those cards weren't fair Your plight of despair You, me Let's go driving 'Cause I don't care about any outcome I place the prize on if or if not I tried Oh but those victims drain but I'm not one to lose control I'll leave it in my hands 'cause you know that's how I roll And why complain with the power of a choice I'll leave it in my hands with a smile on my face I'd choose to be deaf rather than hear 'Bout how those cards weren't fair Your plight of despair And I'd choose to be dead rather than live With all that self pity shit Counting the days till you quit 'Cause it makes me go insane So funky insane Victims drain but I'm not one to lose control I'll leave it in my hands 'Cause you know that's how I roll I'd choose to be deaf rather than hear 'Bout how those cards weren't fair Your plight of despair And I'd choose to be dead rather than live With all that self pity shit Counting the days till you quit It drives me insane So funky insane