
Dedicated to my sister in recovery, Naomi… I couldn’t make this shit up if I tried
The things I go through just to get high I have a disease that tells me I’m okay
I don’t need help
I’m the boss of me
Viva la Rebellion

Dedicated to my sister in recovery, Naomi… I couldn’t make this shit up if I tried
The things I go through just to get high I have a disease that tells me I’m okay
I don’t need help
I’m the boss of me

Ready… Fire… AIM… Why do I miss again and again? I hit everything except for the mark And when it’s over I take it to heart I blame the sheeple Blame the law Blame the fool DAMN THE HOOPLA I’m surrounded by morons Oh hither be

Better known for the frown on your face You walk around like you don’t really give a hot damn Lost all your faith from standing on the wall