System of a Down - Sugar [Live at Irving Plaza]

The Kombucha mushroom people
Sitting around all day
Who can believe you?
Who can believe you?
Let your mother pray
Sugar
Sugar, New York city

I'm not there all the time you know
Some people, some people, some people call it insane
yeah, they call it insane (sugar)
I play Russian roulette everyday, a man's sport
With a bullet called life, yeah, mama, called life (sugar)
You know that every time I try to go
Where I really want to be
It's already where I am
'Cause I'm already there

The Kombucha mushroom people
Sitting around all day
Who can believe you?
Who can believe you?
Let your mother pray
Sugar

I got a gun the other day from Sako
It's cute, small, fits right in my pocket
Yeah, right in my pocket (sugar, Sako)
My girl, you know, she lashes out at me sometimes
I just fucking kick her, and ooh baby, she's okay (sugar)
People are always chasing me down trying to push my face to the ground
Where all they really want to do is suck out my mother fucking brains
My brains

The Kombucha mushroom people
Sitting around all day
Who can believe you?
Who can believe you?
Let your mother pray

I sit, in my desolate room
No lights, no music
Just anger, I've killed everyone
I'm away forever, but I'm feeling better
How do I feel?
What do I say?
Fuck you, it all goes away
How do I feel?
What do I say?
Fuck you, it all goes away
How do I feel?
What do I say?
In the end, it all goes away
How do I feel?
What do I say?
In the end, it all goes away
How do I feel, what do I say?
In the end it all goes away

How do I feel, what do I say?
In the end, it all goes away
How do I feel, what do I say?
In the end, it all goes away
In the end, it all goes away
In the end, it all goes away
In the end, it all goes away
In the end it all goes away

Written by:
Daron Malakian, Shavo Odadjian, John Dolmayan, Serj Tankian

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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