Life Post-Mortem - Remind Me to Brush My Teeth Later Lyrics

So say slow down tell me what do you mean?
Lines of cocaine and an amphetamine
That's not what I meant when I said I'm not clean
So just walk away from this killing machine
So pop the champagne and let it all out
You can't seem to understand what they're screaming about
We like to move quick
So don't give me the doubt
This haze is dead thick
I can't see so I'll shout
Get Help
Drop Dead
Get Help
Oh, they said
Get Help
Get Help
Get Help
Eyes twitching wide just give me the name
You don't seem to die when you're feeling ashamed
Walk through the guilt trip and talk off the pain
Like pouring gasoline on an open flame
So fuck the airport you just let out a sigh
With a face twice this pretty you don't need to lie
Ball's in your court
Shove me aside
I wouldn't go as far to say
Run and hide
Get Help
Bitch, drop dead
Get Help
Oh, they said
Get Help
Get Help
(Gimme that thing)
One, Two, One, Two, Three, Four
Get Help
Get Help
Get Help
Negotiations, well don't that seem nice
You call me a virtue I'm really a vice
If you hit me once then they're won't be a twice
You tell me I'm naughty I sure treat you nice
On the same page or at least you pretend
I'll give you a minute to just count to ten
Limits are different, I guess it depends
Take a step back and watch me ascend
Get Help
Drop Dead
Get Help
Oh, They Said
Get Help
Get Help
Get Help

So say slow down tell me what do you mean?
Lines of cocaine and an amphetamine
That's not what I meant when I said I'm not clean
So just walk away from this killing machine
So pop the champagne and let it all out
You can't seem to understand what they're screaming about
We like to move quick
So don't give me the doubt
This haze is dead thick
I can't see so I'll shout
Get Help
Drop Dead
Get Help
Oh, they said
Get Help
Get Help
Get Help
Eyes twitching wide just give me the name
You don't seem to die when you're feeling ashamed
Walk through the guilt trip and talk off the pain
Like pouring gasoline on an open flame
So fuck the airport you just let out a sigh
With a face twice this pretty you don't need to lie
Ball's in your court
Shove me aside
I wouldn't go as far to say
Run and hide
Get Help
Bitch, drop dead
Get Help
Oh, they said
Get Help
Get Help
(Gimme that thing)
One, Two, One, Two, Three, Four
Get Help
Get Help
Get Help
Negotiations, well don't that seem nice
You call me a virtue I'm really a vice
If you hit me once then they're won't be a twice
You tell me I'm naughty I sure treat you nice
On the same page or at least you pretend
I'll give you a minute to just count to ten
Limits are different, I guess it depends
Take a step back and watch me ascend
Get Help
Drop Dead
Get Help
Oh, They Said
Get Help
Get Help
Get Help