Sometimes I'd really like to wring your neck
For dragging me into this shit again
But we can play that game
I'm out here living with a target on my back
While you're arranging my next panic attack
And you've got no shame
I'm about to cash another chin check
I'm seeking comfort in the disconnect now
And you're to blame
And it's you and me
In the in-between
Living life obscene
Living the Nightmare
So don't forget what I told you
And don't forget what you said about
The records I could have when you are dead
I hate to say that I told you
But motherf*cker I told you that it's not just in my head
I'm out here living with a target on my back
While you're arranging my next panic attack
And you've got no shame
I'm about to cash another chin check
I'm seeking comfort in the disconnect now
And you're to blame
Five Hundred Bucks - The Cramp Lyrics
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Sometimes I'd really like to wring your neck
For dragging me into this shit again
But we can play that game
I'm out here living with a target on my back
While you're arranging my next panic attack
And you've got no shame
I'm about to cash another chin check
I'm seeking comfort in the disconnect now
And you're to blame
And it's you and me
In the in-between
Living life obscene
Living the Nightmare
So don't forget what I told you
And don't forget what you said about
The records I could have when you are dead
I hate to say that I told you
But motherf*cker I told you that it's not just in my head
I'm out here living with a target on my back
While you're arranging my next panic attack
And you've got no shame
I'm about to cash another chin check
I'm seeking comfort in the disconnect now
And you're to blame
For dragging me into this shit again
But we can play that game
I'm out here living with a target on my back
While you're arranging my next panic attack
And you've got no shame
I'm about to cash another chin check
I'm seeking comfort in the disconnect now
And you're to blame
And it's you and me
In the in-between
Living life obscene
Living the Nightmare
So don't forget what I told you
And don't forget what you said about
The records I could have when you are dead
I hate to say that I told you
But motherf*cker I told you that it's not just in my head
I'm out here living with a target on my back
While you're arranging my next panic attack
And you've got no shame
I'm about to cash another chin check
I'm seeking comfort in the disconnect now
And you're to blame
Writer: Jeff Riddle
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