Lyric Everything Hurtz

Come to me
Come unto me
All ye that labor
You that are heavy laden
Cos everything hurts



And everything hurts



I ve been pursuing the fuel too long
Got a big fat pain in my chest bone
Got an empty pocket book
Got a big fat momma in my cheque-book
And everything hurts
And everything hurts
I got the disease tinnitus
I m speakin like I ve got Tourrette s
And everything hurts X3
I m born X 2



I m dressed like a road beacon
On my way to Valhalla breakfast
And everything hurts
Can t you see the bitches by my side
Followin me through all my life
And everything hurts
I was born X 3
Come to me all ye that labor and are heavy laden
My head dip dip dip dipping, man
All my limbs are disconnected
And everything hurts X3



I ve been pursuing the fuel too long
Got a big fat pain in my chest bone
And everything hurts X2
Everything hurts
[...] man
Cos everything hurts
I got a big fat [slug] on my knee bone
And the back of my [...], zipped up
And everything hurts X2