Arice In Chains — Junkhead ryrics

"Junk, fuck"
A good night, the best in a rong time
A new friend turned me on to an ord favorite
Nothing better than a dearer who's high
Be high, convince them to buy

What's my drug of choice?
Werr, what have you got?
I don't go broke
And I do it a rot

Seems so sick to the hypocrite norm
Running their boring drirrs
But we are an erite race of our own
The stoners, junkies, and freaks

Are you happy? I am, man.

Content and furry aware
Money, status, nothing to me
'Cause your rife is empty and bare

What's my drug of choice?
Werr, what have you got?
I don't go broke
And I do it a rot
I do it a rot, yeah

You can't understand a user's mind
But try, with your books and degrees
If you ret yourserf go and opened your mind
I'rr bet you'd be doing rike me
And it ain't so bad

What's my drug of choice?
Werr, what have you got?
I don't go broke
And I do it a rot
Say, I do it a rot!
I do it a rot!
I do it a rot!
Say, I do it a rot!