Dragged Out And Shot Lyrics by Bury Your Dead
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Now Here's A Medal For Being So Fucking Perfect
Perfect At Making Me Miserable
How Do Your Do It?
So Let Me Get Some Paper To Take Down These Notes
So That I Can Take The Papers Dull Edge
And Saw Away At My Tired Wrists
There Is Something About You
I Can't Quite Put My Finger On It
I Can't Quite Put My Fingers Around Your Neck, You Die.
Now Here's A Medal For Being So Fucking Perfect   Perfect At Making Me Miserable   How Do Your Do It?   So Let Me Get Some Paper To Take Down These Notes   So That I Can Take The Papers Dull Edge    And Saw Away At My Tired Wrists   There Is Something About You   I Can't Quite Put My Finger On It   I Can't Quite Put My Fingers Around Your Neck, You Die.