Stereo Three-sixty Automatic
I Don't want to pay the rent I don’t want to wake up bent again I don’t want to end up downtown tonight I’m on fire I’m on automatic No matter what you feed me All I do is lay around Don’t know how to live a better way I don’t see the room around me tonight I’m on automatic No matter what you feed me I’m on automatic No matter what you feed me Oh oh You’re better looking Oh oh You make more money than me Oh oh oh You’re better looking Oh oh I guess it really doesn’t matter to me Feels like every other day Make a break and finally get away I invented what surrounds me at night I’m on fire I’m on automatic No matter what you feed me I’m on automatic No matter what you feed me Oh oh You’re better looking Oh oh You make more money than me Oh oh oh You’re better looking Oh oh I guess it really doesn’t matter to me You are the reason I’m alive No Fighting No police in sight The birds are freezing in the sky There’s nothing left of me die Oh oh You’re better looking Oh oh You make more money than me Oh oh oh You’re better looking Oh oh I guess it really doesn’t matter to me I guess it really doesn’t matter to me I guess it really doesn’t matter to me