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More Like You Lyrics - Southern Discomfort - Rehab

An excess rules everything I do 

So tell me how can I be more like you 

Cause all of this don't seem to bother you 

So tell me how can I be more like you 

 

The lights are on but nobody's home 

If I'm mad, well them my mouth foam 

Cover my transportation in chrome 

Under the sky dome 

Pegasus flown over my skeletal features 

But an opaque anatomy is all I'll ever be 

For none to see 

 

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A numb teacher holding a counseling position 

Posture remaining unchristian 

Slouchin' down so low I'm missing 

Caverns and taverns is where I sought my refuge 

Stood in the foyer of the brothel meshing with sin 

Grippin' a bottle 

How many times I sat up in the night sky 

Craving to die, wanting to fly 

Knowing this was all a lie 

The succubus French kissed me in the orafice 

Complex as Oedipus left in my mouth a taste of distrust 

Lust for flesh & bone, but ain't no angels in dust 

Ain't no heroines in opium, word up I scoped 'em 

There ain't no answers this is all random evolution 

Best check the chemicals in your solution 

You might be prostitutin' 

 

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An excess rules everything I do 

So tell me how can I be more like you 

Cause all of this don't seem to bother you 

So tell me how can I be more like you 

 

Why is everything so technical, got me thinkin' mechanical 

Puffi' on those botanicals, every second so critical 

Board with the human language 

Anguish, beats on my mental, f**kin' with chemicals 

Sick as the appetites of cannibals 

Far away they shoot a laser from a computer 

It ricochets off a satellite panel 

To a missile silo in Cuba 

Eyes behold catastrophe 

Forseen by Nostradamus, the prophets peep the millennium 

Age of the broken promise 

More religions than park pigeons 

The poor envy the rich and 

Monetary decisions make pessimistic the vision 

It's like the whole planet went off the deep end 

While I was sleepin' 

Men be leapin off ledges, when there women leave for the weekend 

The human mind's an asylum, dialin' help lines repeatedly 

Pushin' garbage down and putting more in so greedily 

In the head of irate Babylonians 

Everything is what it is, even when it's not 

 

An excess rules everything I do 

So tell me how can I be more like you 

Cause all of this don't seem to bother you 

So tell me how can I be more like you 

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