Run to the bus, fall, break my back still miss it
Next one in 45 minutes
FUCK
Got to wait, roll a joint
Wind blows it in the snow
Phone rings, my date has STD
FUCK
I got 666 problems but a riff ain’t one
War, Climate crisis, bullshit Politics
I might just hang myself as well
FUCK
Stress, age, work and love
All these problems, got them all
Shitting at Traxide... What?
There is no TP?
FUCK
I got 666 problems but a riff ain’t one
I got 666 problems but a riff ain’t one
