Incubus - Leech

Leech

Does it make you envy?
Does it make you proud?
To tuck the world into a paper bag
This bodys state of "Imok, you are not ok"
Yes, men too could be on the rag
Imover my head I need a pick-me-up
Its easy to get high when you are standing on our backs, man
Would anything ever be good enough for you?
Stand on your own, hold your water if you can
The rides over, did you enjoy yourself?
The rides over, fair thee well
The rides over, did you enjoy yourself?
The rides over, fair thee well
Not on my time
It isnt fair to mention, but it awes the crowd
Your fictional, plastic alibi
So take another hit, steal another line
Did you ever meet a leech who was good at goodbyes?
When you were down i always picked you up
Why didnt I recognize that everything was never fine?
Imkicking myself that i shared spit with you
So fuck yourself
And fuck this bleeding heart of mine
The rides over, did you enjoy yourself?
The rides over, fair thee well
The rides over, did you enjoy yourself?
The rides over, fair thee well
Not on my time
When you were down i always picked you up
Why didnt I recognize that everything was never fine?
Imkicking myself that i shared spit with you
So fuck yourself
And fuck this bleeding heart of mine
The rides over, did you enjoy yourself?
The rides over, fair thee well
The rides over, did you enjoy yourself?
The rides over, fair thee well
The rides over