She has assassinated her days
With the drugs that she's been
There is nothing that I can say
That would in almost
Die motherfucker, die
I wanna see you cry,
And then I'll watch
Sitting in traffic for an hour,
Just wondering what I'm to
Smokin' my last cigarette
Out on the patio
The day is breakin'
And
There’s always been more space (space, space)
but now that can’t
Gotta getta job, I'm gonna get a haircut
Gotta brush my
The girls in China like the way we dance, let's
She’s got a mouth like a womb
lips made to kiss.
Her
Catastrophe waits for me in the form of the girl
With
I wanna die
Everytime you look at some good looking guy
And
Jesus Christ would never play rock and roll his tone
Every time I think that everything is gonna work out
Someone
I feel mean today
And I wanna see what I can
Music makes me want to die
Though no one loves it
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