the portrait of dorian gray

You're upset And I can't concentrate But I've been listening to you complain About the cars on Classen Street And it's not you're fault That I'm swerving the lanes And its so fucked up 90 on the interstate F*ck it F*ck it F*ck it Weekends at home At the den trying to light up my shit But she can't roll So I have to do it And it's not you're fault That I'm swerving the lanes And its so fucked up 90 on the interstate Shut the f*ck up F*ck it Shut the f*ck up And it's not your fault That I'm still the same And it's so fucked up