Mother I don't wanna take my medicine
24 years in the gutter again, I'm losing it
I'm losing it
Everybody's acting like they're all alright
I can barely get myself to sleep at night, I'm sick of it
Yeah, I'm sick of it
Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
I'd rather be crazy than to take these pills
I'm sick of being okay against my will
I'm losing it, I'm losing it
Ain't a thing in this world that I'm gonna miss
It's all fake smiles and leather jackets
We're full of it, yeah we're full of shit
I don't know who to trust
Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
I'm losing it
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
I'm losing it
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
I don't know who to trust
Maybe people like us
Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
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Mother I don't wanna take my medicine
24 years in the gutter again, I'm losing it
I'm losing it
Everybody's acting like they're all alright
I can barely get myself to sleep at night, I'm sick of it
Yeah, I'm sick of it
Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
I'd rather be crazy than to take these pills
I'm sick of being okay against my will
I'm losing it, I'm losing it
Ain't a thing in this world that I'm gonna miss
It's all fake smiles and leather jackets
We're full of it, yeah we're full of shit
I don't know who to trust
Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
I'm losing it
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
I'm losing it
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
I don't know who to trust
Maybe people like us
Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
24 years in the gutter again, I'm losing it
I'm losing it
Everybody's acting like they're all alright
I can barely get myself to sleep at night, I'm sick of it
Yeah, I'm sick of it
Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
I'd rather be crazy than to take these pills
I'm sick of being okay against my will
I'm losing it, I'm losing it
Ain't a thing in this world that I'm gonna miss
It's all fake smiles and leather jackets
We're full of it, yeah we're full of shit
I don't know who to trust
Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
I'm losing it
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
I'm losing it
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
I don't know who to trust
Maybe people like us
Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun
Writer: Adam Paquette, Brett Emmons, Chris Huot, Chris Koster, Frederik Thaae, Jay Emmons, Ryan Spraker, Tom Peyton
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Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management