I wish that I was off my work, and off my meds
Cause I'm so tired, so f*cking tired
I wanna stay in bed
But I know you'd find a thousand better things for us to do
But this Calcium Gut Rot has got me feeling blue
And now I, I don't know what to do
But Just like Hall and Oates, you make my dreams come true
Now I'm off my work and I'm off my meds
And I'm drinking whisky and going, off my f*cking head
And I don't get tired, but I get sad
Do you think the whisky will help the gut rot
Or do you think it's bad?
Lovers Turn to Monsters - Calcium Gut Rot Blues Lyrics
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I wish that I was off my work, and off my meds
Cause I'm so tired, so f*cking tired
I wanna stay in bed
But I know you'd find a thousand better things for us to do
But this Calcium Gut Rot has got me feeling blue
And now I, I don't know what to do
But Just like Hall and Oates, you make my dreams come true
Now I'm off my work and I'm off my meds
And I'm drinking whisky and going, off my f*cking head
And I don't get tired, but I get sad
Do you think the whisky will help the gut rot
Or do you think it's bad?
Cause I'm so tired, so f*cking tired
I wanna stay in bed
But I know you'd find a thousand better things for us to do
But this Calcium Gut Rot has got me feeling blue
And now I, I don't know what to do
But Just like Hall and Oates, you make my dreams come true
Now I'm off my work and I'm off my meds
And I'm drinking whisky and going, off my f*cking head
And I don't get tired, but I get sad
Do you think the whisky will help the gut rot
Or do you think it's bad?
Writer: Kyle Wood
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