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letra de group therapy - brad neely

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[intro]
just go ahead, you’re in a safe place

just let me tell you ’bout
this f-ckin’ day i’m havin’
just let me tell you ’bout this motherf-ckin’ day i’m havin’

you hear me loud and clear?
i’m the baby of cakes
just let me tell you that the devil tailor made my today

[verse 1]
there was a knock at the front door during my finishin’ touches
i had to force down the blushes
fightin’ back all the nut-gushes

a second shame came right away right when the toilet said “no”
my ugly business afloat
i just put the lid down and strolled

it was tuesday so i took it up my nose and еars
but the fridge was all out of beers
so i started feelin’ thе years

i didn’t sleep, no not a wink, because the attic attack
we can’t go up ’cause we’re fat
gotta call a small friend for that
[bridge]
because we’re fat
that’s right i’m fat

[verse 2]
the world is dark and bad
but it is made of light
you never know if friend or foe is going to love on your wife

the world is rough and tough
but it is mega sweet
yeah fight or flight, chicken or meat
i wanna sleep, i wanna eat

no no you backed me in the corner
so just shut up and listen
i got a long list of complaints and a sh-t-ton of suspicion

such as, n0body forward warnings to me ever again
now the indigestion kicks in
but i left the tums in the den

and i drop this
and i drop that
oh yeah i dropped it, dropped it, dropped it
just like algebra class
so keep your meditation, softcore, and your spiritual s-x
and no it isn’t donny’s turn because i haven’t said “next”

[bridge]
it’s still my turn you cr-ppy guy

[verse 3]
i cut my fingers up
when i was cookin’ birds
you read the book of the movie, that doesn’t make me a t-rd

i tell the stories here
i kick the ass in here
yeah i’m a peaceful sleepy giant makin’ zero a year

now dad you’re usually cool, but today he raged
he rolled up on my macho stackos, didn’t let me explain

and a word to the wise
some witches have s-xy eyes
but i can guess just from her br–sts she’s got a d-ck ‘tween her thighs

yeah i know things
and i hate things
and i’m really super sorry that i’m actin’ so mean
but i hate it how i’ve never ever caught me a fly
and i hate it when you smack you smack so much you should die

[bridge]
just close your mouth when you eat sh-t

[verse 4]
why can’t i drink the pool?
why not the cobbler burger?
what, just because a gang of gods once made up dinner and supper?

hey look, there’s b00by bunny
remind you of yourself?
yeah i say smurves and i say milves because of wolves and of elves

my brain, it needs some air
a window in my head
when i hang with those who pry i try to act like i’m dead

i hate you in my face
i hate your nasal whiskers
i hate the followers, the offerers, the watchers and tiskers

my bad for bein’ rude
but i don’t care what you were sellin’
don’t absent-heartedly give up on my because i am yellin’
i’m done

- brad neely

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