tune it in chill out drop dead i need a fix fix i'm in you you're in me please give me a fix just one more just one more fix i'm all yours
me your (Fix) Fix Fix Fix I'm in you, you're in me, please give me your fix Just one more Just one more I'm all alone Fix Fix Fix Fix Fix Fix Tune
Traduction: Static-X. Fix.
lost 6 years but how he gon fix my problems he cant fix his this year I aint prepared to take my next L last year I got X but this year I excel ah-hem
"Three, two, one, contact!" [Chorus: x4] [Apathy:] "Representin' like what" [Biggie:] "1,000 grams of uncut to the gut" [Verse 1:] I'm the type that
you later; 'cause your time is coming soon I'll flip the shit like Pacino in a Dark Dog Day Afternoon Attica! Attica!, drug agents you bring your statica
clear It's like trynna switch up from heavy to light beer Right here, is a creature of habit But every once in a while, I'll be reaching for the static
