The Garden

Lyrics

SWING SWING SWING YOURSELF
SPIT LIKE A SCORPION
GET THE NEAREST CHUMP WET
FEED HIM TO YOUR POISON (X3)

YOU WANNA TAKE MY WORD
I DON'T HAVE ANY WORDS TO GIVE YA
I CAN'T PAINT YOU A PRETTY PICTURE
YER EITHER WALKIN IN THE GUTTERS
OR THEY'RE COMIN TO GETCHA
BUT LIFE CAN BE SO SWEET
IT CAN TAKE YOU ON A ROAD
TO THE HIGHEST PEAK
NO DIRECTION
NO DESTINATION
JUST BUY YOURSELF A TICKET
TO THE NEAREST STATION

SWING SWING SWING YOURSELF
SPIT LIKE A SCORPION
GET THE NEAREST CHUMP WET
FEED HIM TO YOUR POISON (X3)

MINDING MY OWN BUSINESS
EVERY SINGLE MONTH
HEAD DOWN, WALKING QUICK
THE FUCKS HE RUNNING FROM?
POLITICIAN SMILING HARD
STANDING BY A COP
HAMMERS HITTING HARD
WHEN THE HELLS HE GONNA DROP
SOMETIMES IT FEELS LIKE
I’M LOOKING AROUND
FOR SOMETHING WHITE
IN A BOTTLE OF MILK
MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT
PITCH BLACK
SEMI TRUCK STUCK ON MOVING BACK
WORDS, NAVIGATION WHEN IM LOOSING


IN THE LONG RUN
I CAN ONLY LISTEN
I'VE BEEN GRANTED
WITH THE END OF THE RAINBOW
SO TO SPEAK ABOUT
TROUBLES THAT I'VE NEVER REALLY HAD
SEEMS BLEAK
SO I THINK ABOUT TODAY
EVERY SINGLE WEEK
PUTTING ON SHOES
OF A DIFFERENT SIZE
CAN MAKE YOU WAKE UP
SO YOU REALIZE
THAT YOUR CURRENT SITUATION
SEEMS PRETTY IDEAL
MY CURRENT SITUATION HAS MASS APPEAL

HOPING FOR THE MOMENT
BECAUSE THE FUTURE’S ON FIRE
UNTIL YOU PUT IT OUT
YOU WON’T SEE NOTHING
BUT THE FLAMES GETTING HIGHER