lives anyway We don't need to drug ourselves anymore to keep the boredom away We don't anything except relying on ourselves for a change I can see a new tomorrow
there I've got a butcher knife I'll keep cutting 'til I find them 'Cause I want them out of there I don't care if you don't care There's a cancer in my
Claire Monet I heard someone say It's been so long since the last time I heard her name I learned a lot from her Yeah she was singular The one day she
I'm in a dream because everything seems Like it's moving through some kind of fog I try to explain but the words come out strange And I don't know what
my teeth Trying to fall asleep I've sat and smoked a billion cigarettes And wished to hell that you were here My stained and calloused fingers hold a
me a heart attack You'll never catch me crawling back I'm not about to listen 'cause I'm really sick of this You wanna be my buddy too I'm not a retard
What I wanna say I'm gonna say to you And what I wanna do I'm gonna do to you And if you should decide That you don't like it - get out When I wanna
Now everything you're telling me rips me up I swear I wish I'd make myself shut you up I've got a list here of things we talked about The ugliness you
wall And think up ways i should've told you to fuck off But I won't lose a bit of sleep 'Cause I know that you're really just a creep And I've got something
be Just a bit too much for me I'm feeling it all over and I wish it would be over If I turn into a grinning idiot Please put a quarter in my cup
Don't you see that people Will like you for who you are 'Cause like is like a sitcom, a senior prom And I'm OK and you're OK Grade A - 10-4 - roger -
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Three sided to every stupid question Three sided to everything you see Three sided to every stupid question Three sided to everything I've had enough
Well she's a thrift store girl Yeah she's a beautiful loser She'll switch price tags for me Sometimes meet me for coffee And I don't think she does that
I haven't left the house in going on three days The air in here is getting stale but I don't know if I can take Another violent jab at the panic button
Totally cool that your hair is blue I totally drool when I think about you Totally neat totally sweet Totally knocked me off my feet Totally rad but
is having a fit 'Cause I haven't got a clue I don't know who I am Patience is wearing thin I think my head is caving in I don't wanna live in a rubber
I am a robot I might be paranoid But I'm a living breathing humanoid I am a rhombus I plod around like dough And I'm secure in everything I know Am I