Lyrics

All Grown Up

You can’t imagine the burden
Of anger on top of aggression
I don’t really care he’s a lot like me
I was falling down drunk when he fell on me yeah

I’m outta touch, Lord I can’t afford
Listening, I’m not listening
Listening, No more listening

Stupid to live by my conscience
From now on my weapon is guarded
Everything I got is all I really need
And I pissed my pants from too many drinks yeah

I’m outta touch, Lord I can’t afford
Listening, I’m not listening
Listening, No more listening

Naked and sweating still breathing
I know I’m at home at cantina
She’s a superfly bellbottom mother fuckin’ freak
Wish she was here to buy me a drink yeah

I’m outta touch

Broken in pieces still floating
Another day older still dying
She’s a superfly bellbottom mother fuckin’ freak
Wish she was here to buy me a drink yeah

I’m outta touch