Текст песни Offspring, The - Mota
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Every day, well it`s the sameThat bong that`s on the table starts to call my nameI take a hit and zone out againI`ll be paranoid and hungry by a quarter to tenWatching reruns on my TVI`m laughing off my ass at three`s companyI don`t now if I`m understoodbut hearing Jimmy buffett never sounded so goodYour memory`s gone and so is your life (your life)Mota boyBut losing out just never felt so rightYour enemy`s you and so is your life (your life)Mota boyBut losing out might feel okay all nightMotaI`m driving down to the BarrioGoing 15 miles an hour cause I`m already stonedGive the guy a twenty and wait in the carHe tosses me a baggie then he runs real farI take a hit but it smells like a cloveOh fuck I got a baggie of oreganoThis ritual is destroying meBut I guess it could be worseIt could be methedrineYour memory`s gone and so is your life (your life)Mota boyBut losing out just never felt so rightYour enemy`s you and your couch is your life (your life)Mota boyBut losing out might takeLosing out might take you all nightMotaLosing out might feel okay all nightYeah losing out might feel okay all life