Lyrics to Six Six Six
I believe in God but I've no reason to follow
Lost my virginity to myself, I'm just sparks and meat
I believe in love but I'm gassy, dank and hollow
I'd rather drink, smoke, die young, be reborn and repeat
And I belong in jail but I lied my way to heaven
With a wife who hasn't learned that I'm Satan yet
I want to burn my art so I can carve one twee and modern
But I'll just serenade the chemicals
It's the cure that's hardly medical
Six, six, six, I need a fix
Never better, I'm a little bit sick
I hold a grudge and a burden
I hold a tongue and an organ
Bang, bang, bang, I hit and ran
Left my inner child dead in the drain
I hold the fire and the hunger
I hold the name and the number: six, six, six
Unimpressed by the symmetry of death
Drown in butter 'til there's no hope left
It's alright. You think I'm worthy of your wandering eye?
I'm just a strung out, overweight Jewish guy
So Lord, help me. You don't want to make me come down
You're trying to let it go and opening your mouth
You won't win. You will bow down.
So let it go, no. So let it go now
All I want is to dethrone God so I can be crucified
Six, six, six, I need a fix
Never better, I'm a little bit sick
I hold a grudge and a burden
I hold a tongue and an organ
Bang, bang, bang, I hit and ran
Left my inner child dead in the drain
I hold the fire and the hunger
I hold the name and the number: six, six, six
Lost my virginity to myself, I'm just sparks and meat
I believe in love but I'm gassy, dank and hollow
I'd rather drink, smoke, die young, be reborn and repeat
And I belong in jail but I lied my way to heaven
With a wife who hasn't learned that I'm Satan yet
I want to burn my art so I can carve one twee and modern
But I'll just serenade the chemicals
It's the cure that's hardly medical
Six, six, six, I need a fix
Never better, I'm a little bit sick
I hold a grudge and a burden
I hold a tongue and an organ
Bang, bang, bang, I hit and ran
Left my inner child dead in the drain
I hold the fire and the hunger
I hold the name and the number: six, six, six
Unimpressed by the symmetry of death
Drown in butter 'til there's no hope left
It's alright. You think I'm worthy of your wandering eye?
I'm just a strung out, overweight Jewish guy
So Lord, help me. You don't want to make me come down
You're trying to let it go and opening your mouth
You won't win. You will bow down.
So let it go, no. So let it go now
All I want is to dethrone God so I can be crucified
Six, six, six, I need a fix
Never better, I'm a little bit sick
I hold a grudge and a burden
I hold a tongue and an organ
Bang, bang, bang, I hit and ran
Left my inner child dead in the drain
I hold the fire and the hunger
I hold the name and the number: six, six, six
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