Papa Roach - Coffee Thoughts lyrics
[Papa Roach - Coffee Thoughts lyrics]
My coffee stain is turned down
I sit and watch it burn no longer
You don't want my feelings to be told
I, I think I can help you, only I'm dead
Discussing how I've been feeling is worthless
No one will know, my brain is numb
Screaming as I do, when I think
What am I? I don't know!
(What you say?) here comes the coffee man!
(Coming clean) and fresh new brew for you!
(Stay awake) the mud is seeping through!
(Every night) it'll clean out your ears
(What you say?) here comes the coffee man!
(Coming clean) and fresh new brew for you!
(Stay awake) the mud is seeping through!
(Every night) it'll clean out your ears
(What you say?) here comes the coffee man!
(Coming clean) and fresh new death for you!
(Stay awake) the mud is seeping through!
(Every night) it'll clean out your ears
James A Folger, a roasting soldier
1859, he started to burn
Corn field, coffee bean
Started to swing in my sink
Started a swing in my sink
I gotta gotta gotta gotta gotta
Gotta get another sip
Of the funky full flavor, automatic drip
Funky full flavor, automatic drip
Me myself and I, an odd combination
Open vein and bleeding brain
I think I can bear too
I think for me I can bear too
Wash me clean with caffeine!
It's mental! Stadanio!
Wash me clean with some caffeine
My story has been told you never know
I give i give up
I sit and watch it burn no longer
You don't want my feelings to be told
I, I think I can help you, only I'm dead
Discussing how I've been feeling is worthless
No one will know, my brain is numb
Screaming as I do, when I think
What am I? I don't know!
(What you say?) here comes the coffee man!
(Coming clean) and fresh new brew for you!
(Stay awake) the mud is seeping through!
(Every night) it'll clean out your ears
(What you say?) here comes the coffee man!
(Coming clean) and fresh new brew for you!
(Stay awake) the mud is seeping through!
(Every night) it'll clean out your ears
(What you say?) here comes the coffee man!
(Coming clean) and fresh new death for you!
(Stay awake) the mud is seeping through!
(Every night) it'll clean out your ears
James A Folger, a roasting soldier
1859, he started to burn
Corn field, coffee bean
Started to swing in my sink
Started a swing in my sink
I gotta gotta gotta gotta gotta
Gotta get another sip
Of the funky full flavor, automatic drip
Funky full flavor, automatic drip
Me myself and I, an odd combination
Open vein and bleeding brain
I think I can bear too
I think for me I can bear too
Wash me clean with caffeine!
It's mental! Stadanio!
Wash me clean with some caffeine
My story has been told you never know
I give i give up