1. |
Hugs and Kisses
02:01
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why are you so obsessed
with the things in my past
when she doesnt mean
anything to me
we're going in circles
going in circles
i try and stay cool but i cant
with all these northeast methheads
everytime
we get together
we burst into a fight
we burst into a fight
you punch me in the dick and i throw up
all over your brand new shoes
i stab you in the thigh
we're going in circles
going in circles
i try and stay cool but i can't
with all these northeast methheads
i should've known
i should've known that this would blow up
in my fucking face
i should've known that we'd both go crazy
everytime we get together
we scream and we die
we scream and we die
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2. |
Thirsty Ass Boys
01:22
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dont fucking grab my ass
dont fucking grab my dick
dont offer me to buy me anything
i dont want what you got
dont hit on me
dont hit on me
i'm kinda cute
you're kind of a creep
dont hit on me
dont hit on me
im not looking for a fuck buddy
dont offer to buy me a drink
dont ask me whats my name
dont try and flatter me
i dont wanna be your friend
just because im in a dress
does not mean im promiscuous
just because im looking femme
does not mean i wanna be your friend
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3. |
My Bed is My Boyfriend
01:26
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you hold my hand
you kiss my mouth
but only when we're alone
you went off last night to go to rittenhouse
i stayed home
im the only one
im the only one i got
im my own ghost
no one else is worth the time
im the only one
im the only one i got
a million thoughts going through my head
while you were at that party
i was laying in my bed but you didnt think about me
and its always the same
its always the same
i gotta watch my back while im around you
its always the same
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4. |
Common Sense
01:39
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i remember
you came down to see her
swearing sobriety
i remember
watching you get high
in my passenger seat
where did you think my honesty lied
where did you think my conscience was
you don't have to see her cry
she was so happy to see you
but it wasn't you
strung out reciting serenity prayer
have the drugs killed your mind?
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5. |
Combat Boot to the Head
01:30
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i think i got fucked
the other day
he stabbed me in the stairwell
of our school
right after lunch
and it echoed to the top floor
take me to the place
where i can shout, shove, get a taste
of blood in my mouth
i can feel it in my hair
take me to the place
i hope you fucking smell my scent
when you lay in your bed
with whatever alien you choose
i hope you drink till your dead
fuck you
you're probably fucking someone else right now
and it makes me sick
go ahead get drunk have fun
i hope you choke on his dick
you suck
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