I was thinking about it Again, again, again, and again I finally found a new friend Emphasis on the end What's the point if you're gonna pretend My eyes were leaking till you blew my head
You said I, I, I, wasn't tasteful You said I was never grateful Why don't you bash your head in then Why don't you bash it again again Why don't you bash my head in then Why don't you bash it again, again
You on some fuckery It is so clear to me Why you say you're on my team When you're steering me in wrong directions You're steering me, fearing me I don't know if you can see more sadidity in me And I can see it all in you You a fake bitch times two Snatch you bald like caillou As if I ever fucking judged you Leave your body in a bayou
You said I wasn't tasteful Then how you leave me on the table, unstable Are you able to live with yourself after that Are you able to live with yourself after that You said I wasn't tasteful Then how you leave me on the table, unstable
You can go and live you're little life Without me? I guess I'll look foward to the better nights Without you? I guess
You said I wasn't tasteful How you gonna say that when you left me on the table, unstable How you're even fucking able is beyond me How you're even fucking able is beyond me
I won't give a proper send off to you I'm leaving behind all this pink dust that I left for you There's some magic for you (magic for you, you, you, you)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
