Mental Karate

My daddy's a police officer
Well my daddy's a doctor
Oh yeah? Well my daddy is a pop punk vocalist
Hello children

I practice active love
Towards some fuckin asshole who's firmly talking about God
So I can add more terms to my life
Or I can buy new jeans and perm my hair in a knot (two, three, four)

[Chorus]
Hurting my body by playing mental karate
I swallow all of the burden with my mom
Birds of a feather are always flying together
No matter how many times they fly south

(Alright kids, sit down and shut the hell up)

I'm set free like a dove
From the turbulent luxury that I dare to become
So I can feel some more fight or flight
Or I can shavе my head and get high all night
This world is so fucked up (this world is so fuckеd up)
And everyone is nuts (and everyone is)
Smoking that shit inside my bed
I will return from space and pet my pooch instead

[Chorus]
Hurting my body by playing mental karate
I swallow all of the burden with my mouth (my mouth)
Birds of a feather are always flying together
No matter how many times they fly south

So set me free
Unpin my wings
Now I'm green as the colonies
While they're squeezing it out of me
My headspace now wiped clean
I's all good, it's all that I know, it's all that I know
(You are now listening to gangster of love)

This world is so fucked up
And everyone is nuts

[Chorus]
Hurting my body by playing mental karate
I swallow all of the burden with my mouth (my mouth)
Birds of a feather are always flying together
No matter how many times they fly south

So set me free
Unpin my wings
Now I'm green as the colonies
While they're squeezing it out of me
My head space now wiped clean
I's all good, it's all that I know, it's all that I know
It's all that I know