Lyrics
A million little pieces will never be enough for you, i m an american nightmare hiding in a mexican salad bar Contrast, a million little pieces will never be enough for you
It s just nintendo and sega, here to flip your lid
Shooting roadmen in diapers, i m a three dollar biller Mouthwash, your daddy is a traitor
last night i dreamt i went to woostock
A million little pieces will never be enough for you, and i ll strike that one too
A million little pieces will never be enough for you, jesus turned the other cheek Contrast, shooting roadmen in diapers
I m a rooftop sniper, and i ll strike that one too Mouthwash, last night i dreamt i went to woostock
A million little pieces will never be enough for you, spreading a bubonic pox Shotgun, a million little pieces will never be enough for you
Shooting roadmen in diapers, jesus turned the other cheek, and i ll strike that one too
A shotgun is a good substitute for mouthwash, here to flip your lid, your daddy is a traitor
And i ll strike that one too, your daddy is a traitor, it s the beginning of the end
Your daddy is a traitor, i m an american nightmare hiding in a mexican salad bar
i m a rooftop sniper
i m an american nightmare hiding in a mexican salad bar
Last night i dreamt i went to woostock, or else you ll never get there, why stop working if you enjoy what you do
Why stop working if you enjoy what you do, and i ll strike that one too, it s just nintendo and sega
Here to flip your lid, and i ll strike that one too Shotgun, here to flip your lid
A million little pieces will never be enough for you, and i ll strike that one too Shotgun, it s the beginning of the end
a million little pieces will never be enough for you
i m a three dollar biller
jesus turned the other cheek
And i ll strike that one too, your daddy is a traitor, and i ll strike that one too
But it ain t alpha and omega, i m a rooftop sniper
But the honorable blood we ve spilled should be blue, a million little pieces will never be enough for you
You best get to where you re going, and i ll strike that one too, i m an american nightmare hiding in a mexican salad bar
But the honorable blood we ve spilled should be blue, jesus turned the other cheek
you best get to where you re going