كلمات Immune

Oh no I don't think you'll ever need me Just a lazy bag of bones with nothing up my sleeve I wish I could tell you I was not bored But then you'd probably try and move me off this dirty floor So put your arms around me And turn me on to something new 'Cause lady I cant get high on this glue- I'm Immune Tell me you need it too Give me my gun my God what have I done There's not alot I would not do for a tiny bit of fun Natural's not in I need to change my head Kind of sad my favorite dream is when I dream I'm dead Nothing is wrong I just don't want to smile Never really found the masses very worth the while All the fuzzy people lost in the world You'll never go out of style