I found my place in the wishing well
I found my place not feeling well
Now I’m at such great heights here
Now look at me, my dear
Oh, I’m fucked up Oh, I’m fucked up Oh, I’m fucked up Oh, I’m fucked up I found my place in the wishing well
I found my place not feeling well
Now I’m at such great heights here
Now look at me, my dear
Oh, I’m fucked up Oh, I’m fucked up Oh, I’m fucked up Oh, I’m fucked up Here, just right here
And it’s all ah Here, just right here
And it’s all, ah Oh Oh
And it’s background
Describing my house
'Cause God knows,
God knows what I do best
And it’s background
It’s been upset
'Cause I know
I know what makes a man
So, I Shoot you
He just slaps my thighs…