The Kombucha mushroom people, sitting around all day
Who can believe you? Who can believe you?
Let your mother pray
Sugar
Sugar
Im not there all the time, you know
Some people, some people, some people call it insane
Yeah, they call it insane 
I play Russian Roulette every day, a mans sport
With the bullet called life
Yeah, mama called life 
Yeah and every time I try to go where I really want to be
Its already where I am
Cause Im already there
The Kombucha mushroom people, sitting around all day
Who could believe you? Who could believe you?
Let your mother pray
Sugar
I got a gun the other day from Sako
Its cute, its small, fits right in my pocket
Yeah, right in my pocket 
My girl, you know, she lashes out at me sometimes
And I just fucking kick her
And then, ooh baby, shes okay 
People are always chasing me down
Tryna push my face to the ground
Where all they do is suck out my motherfucking brains
My brains 
The Kombucha mushroom people, sitting around all day
Who can believe you? Who can believe you?
Let your mother pray
I sit in my desolate room
No lights, no music
Just anger, I killed everyone
Im away forever, but Im feeling better
How do I feel? What do I say?
Fuck you, it all goes away
How do I feel? What do I say?
Fuck you, it all goes away
How do I feel? What do I say?
In the end, it all goes away
How do I feel? What do I say?
In the end, it all goes away
How do I feel? What do I say?
In the end, it all goes away
How do I feel? What do I say?
In the end, it all goes away
How do I feel? What do I say?
In the end, it all goes away
How do I feel? What do I say?
In the end, it all goes away
In the end, it all goes away
In the end, it all goes away
In the end, it all goes away
In the end, it all goes away