I've Got Problems -

I've Got Problems -

  • Year of release: 2015
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 4:46

Below is the lyrics of the song I've Got Problems , artist - with translation

Lyrics " I've Got Problems "

Original text with translation

I've Got Problems

Talking to myself again

About how I’ll never win

I look into the mirror

And that’s how my day begins

I wonder when did all this black fill up my mind

Well I don’t shower

I’m a slob

I’ve gone years without a job

And I can’t seem to keep my hands out of my pants and off my knob

Because the perversions in my head are of the sickest kind

Late at night I justify the way that I am

I try to pray but it’s too late

Because she don’t give a damn

If I could change just one small thing about my face

I’d simply just erase

Because I’ve got problems

I’ve got problems

I’ve got problems

I do some fucked up shit

I’ve got problems

I’ve got problems

I’ve got problems

Because I’m a fucked up twit

I don’t wanna kill myself

And don’t need no fucking drugs

I just revel in the sickness that comes from this holy love

Why’s it so hard for me to be like you

I’m just an animal

Baby aren’t we all

I’m full of shit and I live with it til' the day I fall

There’s no turning back

So give the devil his due

Late at night I justify the way that I am

I try to pray but it’s too late

Because she don’t give a damn

If I could change just one small thing about my face

I’d simply just erase

Because I’ve got problems

I’ve got problems

I’ve got problems

I do some fucked up shit

I’ve got problems

I’ve got problems

I’ve got problems

Because I’m a fucked up twit

Because I’ve got problems

I’ve got problems

I’ve got problems

I bet that you do too

I’ve got problems

I’ve got problems

I’ve got problems

There’s nothing we can do

I’ve got (??) right from wrong

I don’t have no protest song

I’m just another schmuck

Doing my worst to get along

With the man who looks like me

And sings these songs

And the lust inside my heart

I spew it through my art

I can’t control my many ticks

And my lifes falling apart

And why can’t myself and I just get along

Late at night I justify the way that I am

I try to pray but it’s too late

Because she don’t give a damn

If I could change just one small thing about my face

It’s simply to erase

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