BAD

I woke up this morning with puke on my chest
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 pumping
And life is a bitch, at least I know she loves me
But she owes me nothing

Is it bad
That I like being fucked up more than being sober?
Is it bad
That my best friend is this demon on my shoulder?
Is it bad
The shit 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 shits?
I'll tell the world to suck my dick and it does
And I can't get enough
Now bring me more drugs
And shut the fuck up

I'm bad (I'm bad, I'm bad, I'm bad, bad, bad, bad)
I'm bad (I'm bad, I'm bad, I'm bad, bad, bad, bad)

Thought I was hungover, 'cause the pain in my head
Then I noticed blood was stuck in my hair
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 pumping
And life is a bitch, at least I know she loves me
But she owes me nothing

Is it bad
That I like being fucked up more than being sober?
Is it bad
That my best friend is this demon on my shoulder?
Is it bad
The shit 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 shits?
I'll tell the world to suck my dick and it does
And I can't get enough
Now bring me more drugs
And shut the fuck up

I'm bad (I'm bad, I'm bad, I'm bad, bad)
I'm bad (I'm bad, I'm bad, I'm bad, bad)
I'm bad (I'm bad, I'm bad, I'm bad, bad, bad, bad, bad)
I'm bad (I'm bad, I'm bad, I'm bad, bad, bad, bad, bad)



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Thompson, Leon Else
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