Jay Midas - Fuck Your Function Lyrics

Yeah
Same old fuckin' tie
Same coffin when we die
Karl Marx was fuckin' right, whoa

Call by my fuckin' name
Standing out is still a thing
Fuckin' same, fuckin' lame
All clean shaved it's fucking tame
Feel this pain, it's train, we are in its fucking lane
Comb my mane, the stares, the same
Corporate, it fucking reigns
Midas reloaded, weirdos what you call it
I'm a fucking lion, I always be crying
Zombie, I be dying, sweet it, I be lying
Force me with the meds, numb me until dead, uh
Six feet, six feet's where I can from
I feel dead, from the dead, I feel so numb

Yeah
Same old fuckin' tie
Same coffin when we die
Karl Marx was fuckin' right, whoa

Way-he
Way-he
Way-he
Way-he
Way-he