Born Skinny
Born skinny
A spoiled guy
Will i be a ninny for
The rest of my life?
Paranoid, slow-motion thoughts
I'm better calling a cab
Need a lift sir bring me close
To the nearest rehab
Got everything
Feels like I've got none
I'm a ding a ling
I can barely sing
I lose my bottle and run
Can't wait for the starter's gun
Break the tape of my finish line
Whining i was born skinny
Tried pristiq in tablets
Couldn't fall asleep
Tried effexor capsules
Chop suey S.O.A.D
Back to the drawing board
Sketched my self-esteem
Ok life is a sport
But never knew it was extreme
Got everything
Feels like I've got none
I'm a ding a ling
I can barely sing
I lose my bottle and run
Can't wait for the starter's gun
Break the tape of my finish line
Winning i was born skinny
Got everything
Feels like I've got none
I'm a ding a ling
Huckleberry Finn
Writer/s: Luca Lilliu
