Quick Fix
Feeding youth through callous eyes
Paid upon their health's demise
No one seems to give a shit
Fresh fruit pesticide
Keeping myself alive
I can barely stay awake
Gimme sugar, take a hit
Big words make it all legit
Baptize us in corn syrup
Thank god for the FDA
Eat high fructose every day
I'll surrender when I die
Quick fix, quick fix, quick fix
I need a
Quick fix, quick, fix, quick fix
I need it
Blood pressure getting cranked
Filling up my gas tank
Getting set to fucking go
I never think twice
Get it at the low price
Always tastes the fucking best
Fuck off, laissez-faire
Choking on the smogged air
I'd never want to fucking change
Counting down to heart disease
Make more room for amputees
I don't even feel the shame
Quick fix, quick fix, quick fix
I need a
Quick fix, quick, fix, quick fix
I need it
Autor(es): Knucklehead
