Karaoké Geek Stink Breath Green Day

I'm on a mission

I've made my decision

Lead a path of self-destruction

A slow progression killin' my complexion and it's rottin' out my teeth

I'm on a roll

No self-control

I'm blowin' off steam with methamphetamine

Well don't know what I want and that's all that I've got and I'm pickin' scabs off my face

Every hour my blood is turnin' sour and my pulse is beatin' out of time

I found a treasure filled with sick pleasure and it sits on a thin white line

I'm on a roll

No self-control

I'm blowin' off steam with methamphetamine

Well don't know what I want and that's all that I've got and I'm pickin' scabs off my face

Huh

I'm on a mission

I got no decision like a cripple runnin' the rat race

A wish in one hand shit in the other and see which one gets filled first

I'm on a roll

No self-control

I'm blowin' off steam with methamphetamine

Well don't know what I want and that's all that I've got and I'm pickin' scabs off my face

Huh

Geek

Stink

Breath