This is a song I made for you
This is a
Safety pins through my nose
Smelly combats around my toes
Wrap it up, strap it in.
I'm in for a little
A pretty girl (she looks) so nice to me but
blowing through the sky
your instinct's running high
it's calling out your
Like a horse that doesn't touch the ground
It fucking
See that copper across the street
He's out for me, I
Johnny drummerboy is calling
in juli, an early morning
when his marching
Dying is a business [x4]
Life is over, you are dead
They like fashion
It's an obsesion
Working like fools
They like fashion
It's an
FREE BEER FOR THE PUNX
[x100]
hey you, understand
quit now, start again
time to shut down
Always alone, always the same
Nowhere to go, it's not a
People try to bring us down
Not a chance when
Another day, I'm wondering
who's gonna bother me today
'cause every day
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