Nothin' For You Lyrics - T.s.o.l.

I got nothin' for you, well, you can look under my rug 

I got no smack for you, you're entranced from that drug 

I got no tears for you, I got nothin' to worry about 

I got no fear for you no, no, no, my guns it just lay around 

Well, my body is achin' inside out and my nose is always cold 

Am I still twenty-four or am I starting to grow old? Am I growin' old? 

Suicide is just a state of mind, not for me, I've got places to hide 

And day to day, nights are wicked, stealin' is my way of life 

I got to pay my bills today where'd I leave my knife 

Say, no, no, no, no 

I've got nothin' for you 

I've got nothin' for you 

I've got nothin' for you 

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