Paroles de Kringle

I've got that special disease That knocks the shit out of me 'Cause when you break it you buy it, you own it 'Cause you get nothing for free He got that special disease He eats the scabs off my knees I got a genicide hand on his forehead But he got nothing on me Oo oo ah ah oh Oo oo ah ah oh Oo oo ah ah oh Oo oo oo oo He smokes the cigarette trees He likes my hot ten and teas He brings me flowers and candy and kringle But that won't satisfy me Oo oo ah ah oh Oo oo ah ah oh Oo oo ah ah oh Oo oo oo oo I try to hate equally They say that's missanthropy 'Cause when I want it I break it I burn it, I own it I have it, you'll see Oo oo ah ah oh Oo oo ah ah oh Oo oo ah ah oh Oo oo oo oo Collecting things that I already own I'm schizophrenic when I'm on the phone I guess that's why I'm never alone 'Cause I am never myself He wants to feed me the plastic from cereal He puts the spoon in my mouth, and I choke He pushes farther and farther and farther down To stuff those things down my throat Oo oo ah ah oh Oo oo ah ah oh Oo oo ah ah oh Oo oo oo oo I got that special disease That knocks the shit outta me 'Cause when I break it I buy it I own it I have it I love it, you'll see Oo oo