PATCHWERK (with Two Feet)

Oh If I never get to show
Tell you all of the things I own
Fifteen hundred on alcohol
I’m feeling slow
Please let me go
Oh I’m sewing the patches right onto my skin
I’m counting the dollars to buy me out
Oh I’m losing myself to the competition
At what point did I start to think that I’d
Cause I’ve got no soul
Live in a hole I dug
And i’ll fall apart
If I don’t get it
Oh I’m sewing the patches right onto my skin
I’m counting the dollars to buy me out
Oh I’m losing myself to the competition
At what point did I start to think that I’d
Abusing all the functions in my head
I'll just buy my chemicals instead
You're so loud, why are you so loud?
You're so loud, why are you so loud?
Oh I’m sewing the patches right onto my skin
I’m counting the dollars to buy me out
Oh I’m losing myself to the competition
At what point did I start to think that I’d win
(Oh I'm, losing myself, oh I'm, losing myself)