Got quite a knack for fiction, don't you? Think about the things you can and can't do Do you think you've got the chance to start anew? You haven't got a clue Hang around that straight edge crew, have they heard the news? Maybe they excuse all of the abuse ‘cause it looks all true?
(my dude!)
Fuck you fuck your shitty tattoos Fuck you fuck the way that you move Fuck you I bet you think you're so smooth Fuck you fuck your shitty tattoos Fuck you and everything that you do I know you'll get what's coming to you
Thought you could sneak right by and pass through No longer a place that you can come to You did lots of things that you can't undo And you've hurt more than a few During a night of friends and booze while she takes a snooze Entered the house of blues and did as you choose
(my dude!)
Fuck you fuck your shitty tattoos Fuck you fuck the way that you move Fuck you I bet you think you're so smooth Fuck you fuck your shitty tattoos Fuck you and everything that you do I know you'll get what's coming to youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
