Peroxide - Intellectual

[Intro]

There was a time when I could’ve killed

Now I’m purified in a peroxide paradise

Riding, riding round, round to the edge of downtown

Where they’ll surely find my head in the ground

Now riding, riding round, see the people smile

I’m the only, only, only, only

They’re all like, hey young boy, get going

You don’t know why you’re hurting

Get me all around, I’m soul searching

Up down all around LA, no way

Generation I don’t give a damn

Uh-uh-uh-uh

There was a time, when I would’ve killed

Now I’m, now I’m purified

Purified

Now I’m purified

Now I’m glorified

I’m baptized on back roads, I’m burned out

I’m here now, so hear me out

Wasting time, but like, aren’t we all?

Just right

In the fall, that’s a fly from the other side

There was a boy [?] (You want it)

[?] (You want it)

Never [?] truth (You want it)

Go to sleep, go to hell

Uh-uh-uh-uh

Hey, don’t let me down

I’m from generation I don’t give a damn

Uh-uh-uh-uh

Ahh

Uh-uh-uh