Dr. Possumhead Jones - Man, Wow! I'm Naive!

All it cost me was a diamond ring made for promising
Always thought we'd work it out
Yeah, never had a doubt
Man, wow! I'm naïve to believe in destiny
I guess I'm still just figuring things out

You can do what you want to
Yeah baby, do you boo
But don't think I won't to
We're both just figuring things out
I know I'm figuring things out

But something seems lost with you
And maybe I'm lost too
But what we trying to prove?
We're just fooling ourselves
I know I'm fooling myself

I think we need some nice sharp stones
(Get carried away with it)
Grab your sticks and let's break some bones
(Get carried away with it)
One day you'll have to create your self
(So get carried away with it)
Fuck'em all but go fuck yourself
(But don't get carried away with it)

(Go fuck yourself go fuck yourself go fuck yourself go fuck yourself
I hope you die I hope you're fine I hope you die I hope you're fine)

Written by:
Marcus Johnson

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