Well Hell 가사

My daddy says he's friends with Uncle Sam I try to change his mind and those baby booming ways Both my hands are full and I still forgot something I walk fast I talk fast, you better listen fast, or you get left behind My mama loves me she squeezes me, she believes in medicine Wants me to succeed and fix 'those things' inside my head "Love is not loving" mama, that's what Bowie said He's got some secrets he can't wait to tell Cathartic, robotic, don't worry about hurting bodies Guess you don't believe in hell? Well, 'hell' He comes around, he kicks her down She still licks his shadow off the ground Until I make a sound "Don't be cruel to a heart that's true" like Elvis crowned Maybe I should see my therapist She makes me feel sane I didn't mean to make your head spin I have a lot to say I have a lot to say My puzzle's easy to solve I still got all my pieces - peace man You're like a dart on the wall A far cry from the bull's-eye, you better hold tight or you will fall Think I'm aggressive? I'm just obsessive Maybe I'll sleep when I'm dead The best is yet to come, like Frankie said Maybe I should see my therapist She makes me feel sane I didn't mean to make your head spin I have a lot to say I have a lot to say I have a lot to say I have a lot to say Thank you for listening to what we have to say I had a lot to say