This could be the best for me, most certainly  Silly me and I was so naive, that's what I get for assuming  Silly me and I was so naive, that's what I get for assuming  The rattle in my car is pushing me to the edge  Three blown speakers and the one that works    Is it near me?  Can't hear me singing  It's the one on the back not even on my side  It's the one on the right and that's just not right  My clothes don't fit the season  I'm cold and that's the reason    Pink slip in my pocket and apparently it's a perfect fit  They say it's in a language all of your own  Well sorry gentlemen that language is already known  Now I might try to make it, to make it on my own  Now I might try to make it, to make it    They say it's in a language all of your own (Because I run the show, even though I may not know)  Well sorry gentlemen that language is already known  Now I might try to make it, to make it on my own (I still do, that now)  Now I might try to make it, to make it    Is it near me?  Can't hear me singing  Is the one in the back not even on my side  It's the one on the right and that's just not right  My clothes don't fit the season  I'm cold and that's the reason    Pink slip in my pocket and apparently it's a perfect fit    Consider me weak like the week after Christmas [x9]    these lyrics are submitted by Rj Suicide