Picture of a sold me a whale Yeah, it was a good one I ended up in jail How 'bout a fancy rocket roll superstar With it the backs think your pointing
Forgot to mention the new detention Forgone conclusion, current lack of inspiration Sophisticated, unpopulated, choose a television set Of color screen
They don't need an autobike Someone, plastic Stick around, stick around Selfish liars wanna cheat Your insecurity I know I've gotta get away Ambulance
Would you, could you Lend a hand with my barbeque I've got beer beer Get round with your packed up wacky sack Balding matters Balding matters Twist
Mic check 1 2, check it... alright! I was strollin' down the avenue I was strollin down when I met you Yeah on 5th Avenue I wasn't recently dead Replacement
If I could give you life, I would take the chance To make you see how much all those peeps and forgotten plans Last one to feel your touch and they watched
Money was a never ending object for you from the start Picture of your only loving sister That you just fucked up Typical Chemical What you got? Bitten
Well, I got drunk and I got stoned Shot my family left my home Went out on a killing spree 'Coz what you did was fucked to me A thousand miles Come get
I've got a trademark For registration So get your gold card And make me happy I lost my brother He was a good man I'm sure the others Will throw the
Killer wax, said the warden when she arrived on the scene first Heartattack, like the poet that needed another word When they find out about recent issues
Blood loop beautiful I was walking down the hall While the energy is it just An excuse for the enemy Butcher, ram it down your throat Butcher, wish it
What you say Will go away Nothing celebrated for the keep sake I'm inclined To ride away and then walk alone. Special day and i'm ok You have forgotten
Rock Why is there no fuckin? relief? Wired off your face trying to sleep Caught within the things you believe Falling into traps, you concede I don'
So you wanna be a champion Let's not beat around the bush I got my hands in the air With my head down look Disease please pay phone The back of my car
She turned alcoholic by the age of fifteen, Locked away in rehab so that no one could see, He moved out to California to get some snow, When he finally
Just because you choked on it, it doesn't mean That you have to go I can't receive SMS And I just wanted you to know I smoked a lot of cigarettes But
dream,dont forget you got back all that you put in to it So meet me at the interchange, no one needs to know about this anyway nobody needs to it is
Dead cat three times Bet it's out there on a highway line You tried to deny all of it I hang my head when I think Dead cat, dead cat three times Dead
