Lifting me up like a garage door
I need to feel it when the drug starts coming on
I know you lord are a jealous lord
I know the tablet is your competition

And I need for you to be reasonable

How much?
She said for three hundred dollars
I'll do it
Beating me down just like a rain storm
I need to feel it when the rain starts coming on
I know the skin is a jealous skin
I know the sky it is it's competition

• $300
• Blame
• Circles
• Fully Retractable
• Houston
• Maybe I'll Come Down
• Misinformed
• Miss The Girl
• Monster Man
• Pensacola
• Rolling
• So Far I Have Not Found The Science
• The Incumbent