There's nothing more to hide as I slip into oblivion once again. No less than paranoid when I know, I know my numbers up for my sins. Cut myself to stop
Another night you wait alone; restless frustration You haven't spoke since yesterday, now what have you done? She doesn't feel right. She wants to be
Whaddya Say? - Hey! Cuz we don't back you anyway Whaddya Know? - No! You're just an oil pumping hoe. I want to take - Take! You're selfish lies then
When the smoke clears from your head. Thos painful memories, of what you did. I won't take the blame You never listened anyway You broke my trust; I
Take me; put to bed; I want your pillow under my head Take me with you; you don't have to ask; Cuz I want to feel you down my pants Well it may be; that
Boy do I hate when bad things happens Trouble all the time, when nothing seems right I don't understand Why it won't evade me in my misery it keeps dragging
You like a black and blue face So you can look in good standing Just a fucking disgrace Your whole life is tragic Wear a mask of staples To keep your
You say that you want some more Save your breath you won't get anywhere Talkin to yourself you know you're a numbered casualty You're climbing high but
In this wasted Episode, what the hell am I still doing here, growing up? It's a landmark of much depravity Sixteen without a purpose in life. A smoking
What am I supposed to do, when there's no getting over you? What am I supposed to say when I know that you're miles away How could it be that you don
Well she wants money And she wants fame And she has everything To drive a man insane (woah) She wants a family But she knows the game And she is mean
Hey Girl It's a pity that you went this way So full of doubt and the chemicals they filled you with You sacrificed with the vices that preyed on your
Unspoken words, Well I don't even want to see your face I'll get along just fine without you! No twisted arms, No tragedy so painless is finally A chance
She'll have your balls to get just what she wants She'll pull a temper tantrum in your favorite restaurant She'll slap your face in front of your friends
Molly likes her handjobs and Toby's just a fat slob They get drunk all day And fuck their world away Just like we did Toby preaches kindness and Molly
What's that you're saying? You're in my mind again and I have to tell you; Exactly how I feel. There's no mistaking; boy you're killing me now. I'm keeping
Traduzione: Angry Amputees. Julianna Sang.
Traduzione: Angry Amputees. Episodio sprecato.