I CAN'T FIGHT IT

EVERY TIME THAT I WAKE UP FEELIN' BAD I EAT BAD LUCK OFF THE BACK OF YOU AND I CAN'T HELP BUT FEEL UNSURE ABOUT THE TIMES THAT I ENDURED OFF THE BACK OF YOU SO WHAT'S THE POINT IN TALKING TO YOU EMPTY WORDS THAT YOU SAY ARE ALL YOU CAN DO WHAT CAN YOU DO EVERY TIME THAT I WAKE UP SPIN AROUND I SPIT BAD LUCK ON THE GROUND IN FRONT OF YOU AND I CAN'T HELP BUT FEEL MISTREAT STUPID USELESS AND DEFEAT ON THE BACK OF YOU SO WHAT'S THE POINT IN TALKING TO YOU IF THE SHIT THAT YOU TALK IS ALL YOU CAN DO WHAT CAN YOU DO I CAN'T FIGHT IT I CAN'T WIN I'M NOT GOING BACK AGAIN IF THERE'S A CHANCE I'LL SEE YOU I'M NOT GOING BACK AGAIN IF THERE'S A CHANCE I'LL SEE YOU I CAN'T FIGHT IT I CAN'T WIN I WON'T GO BACK THERE AGAIN IF THERES A CHANCE ILL SEE YOU I CAN'T FIGHT IT I CAN'T WIN I WON'T GO BACK THERE AGAIN IF THERES A CHANCE ILL SEE YOU I CAN'T FIGHT IT I CAN'T WIN I WON'T GO BACK THERE AGAIN IF THERES A CHANCE ILL SEE YOU