Tweaker - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Man, I’m so cold; it’s 98 degrees

I think I saw some human heads growin’ off some trees

I grab a pair of pliers and pull out all my teeth

I’m never gonna need em if we’re never gonna eat

(?)

Always thought it’d pass

I wouldn’t have a wallet and I wouldn’t have an ass

I get so tired, not much of a sleeper

It’s just a side effect, cuz I am a tweaker

I just ate my beeper

I’m chewin’ on my sneaker

I’m chewin’ on my god damn sneaker

Cuz I am a tweaker

Born in 1979, I think I’m still alive

Got blood on my face

Feel like I’m 65

Every time my bag goes empty, Satan helps me cop

My shriveled dick fell on the floor when I was jerkin’ off

If I don’t get some fuel I think I'm gonna flip

I just ate a scorpion that stung me on the lip

I get so tired, not much of a sleeper

Life is a side effect cuz I am a tweaker

I’m chewin’ on my sneaker

Waking in the bedroom’s a tweaker

Cuz I am a tweaker

I am a tweaker

Fuck, fuck

Now I'm pukin' on the floor, these fuzzy little stones

At least I'm not a hippie asshole smoking little bones

Every time my bag goes empty, Satan helps me cop

My shriveled dick fell on the floor when I was jerking off

Always thought it’d pass

I wouldn’t have a wallet and I wouldn’t have an ass

Cracked hands, so tired, not much of a sleeper

Life’s just a side effect cuz I am a tweaker

I’m chewing on my sneaker

I just ate my beeper

Waking in the bedroom’s a tweaker

Cuz I am a tweaker

I am a tweaker