Six Six Six Say Anything (Ft. Andy Hull, Jon Simmons & Sherri DuPree-Bemis)
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[Verse 1: Max Bemis]
I believe in God but I've no reason to follow
Lost my virginity to myself
I'm just sparks and meat
I believe in love but I'm gassy, dank and hollow
I'd rather drink, smoke, die young, be reborn and repeat
[Verse 2: Max Bemis]
I belong in jail but I lied my way to heaven
With a wife who hasn't learned that I'm Satan yet
I want to burn my art so I can carve one twee and modern
But I'll just serenade the chemicals
It's the cure that's hardly medical
[Chorus: Max Bemis]
666, I need a fix
Never better, I'm a little bit sick
I hold a grudge and a burden
I hold a tongue and an organ
Bang, bang, bang, I hit and ran
And left my inner child dead in the drain
I hold the fire and the hunger
I hold the name and the number, 666
[Verse 3: Max Bemis]
Unimpressed by the symmetry of death
Drown in butter 'til there's no hope left
It's alright. You think I'm worthy of your wandering eye?
I'm just a strung out, overweight Jewish guy
It's alright. It's alright
So Lord, help me. So Lord, help me
I believe in God but I've no reason to follow
Lost my virginity to myself
I'm just sparks and meat
I believe in love but I'm gassy, dank and hollow
I'd rather drink, smoke, die young, be reborn and repeat
[Verse 2: Max Bemis]
I belong in jail but I lied my way to heaven
With a wife who hasn't learned that I'm Satan yet
I want to burn my art so I can carve one twee and modern
But I'll just serenade the chemicals
It's the cure that's hardly medical
[Chorus: Max Bemis]
666, I need a fix
Never better, I'm a little bit sick
I hold a grudge and a burden
I hold a tongue and an organ
Bang, bang, bang, I hit and ran
And left my inner child dead in the drain
I hold the fire and the hunger
I hold the name and the number, 666
[Verse 3: Max Bemis]
Unimpressed by the symmetry of death
Drown in butter 'til there's no hope left
It's alright. You think I'm worthy of your wandering eye?
I'm just a strung out, overweight Jewish guy
It's alright. It's alright
So Lord, help me. So Lord, help me
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