Suicidal Tendencies Follow
Lock It in the Pocket - Suicidal Tendencies, Muir lyrics
Inside, outside in
Call the doctor
That put me under
But did you call on me, call on me, call me up
I'm just a long, long way from home
Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
Burn, burn this house into the ground, sell it for what it is
High rise, low riding
(I'm still believing)
Inside, outside in
(And I'm still believing)
Call the doctor
(And I'm still believing)
That put me under
You just calling me, calling me, calling me up
But I'm a long, long way from home
Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
Burn, burn this house into the ground, sell it for what it is
And I'm still believing
And I'm still believing
High rise, low riding
Inside, outside in
Call the doctor
That put me under
You keep calling me, calling me, calling me up
But I'm a long, long way from home
Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
And that is all it is
Inside, outside in
Call the doctor
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