I woke up this morning with puke on my chest And this ain't my puke, and this ain't my
bed The woman beside me, she look like she dead
And out of her mouth hangs half a cigarette And I feel that itch, I need to get me something
To get my heart palmed and And life is a bitch, at least I know she loves
me But she owes me nothing
Is it bad that I like being *** up more than being sober?
Is it bad that my best friend is this demon on my shoulder?
Is it bad that *** I find fun could get me sent to prison?
Is it bad that I don't really care if I live or I die?
I just wanna get high now, don't you?
Wish that you could live like this, not having to give two ***s
I tell the world to *** and it does And I can't get enough, now bring me more
drugs And shut the *** up
I'm bad, I'm bad
Thought I was hungover, caused the pain in my head
And I noticed blood, was stuck in my head
I look in the mirror and I look like I'm dead
I spit on the floor and it's painted red And I feel that itch, I need to get me something
To get my heart palmed and And life is a bitch, at least I know she loves
me But she owes me nothing
Is it bad that I like being *** up more than being sober?
Is it bad that my best friend is this demon on my shoulder?
Is it bad that *** I find fun could get me sent to prison?
Is it bad that I don't really care if I live or I die?
I just wanna get high now, don't you?
Wish that you could live like this, not having to give two ***s
I tell the world to *** and it does And I can't get enough, now bring me more
drugs And shut the *** up
I'm bad
I'm bad
I'm bad
I'm bad