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Alyssa!
01:46
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It's been a lame three days and now I want them over
Gonna take some time to go and recover
Gonna spend my time thinking about you
And how you broke my heart
All I wanted was to say hi
Now I hope that you go away and fucking die
I don't care about you
Alyssa
What the hell?
You broke my fucking heart
Can't you tell?
This is like every pop punk song ever written
Except I'm not Jaret Reddick
And you're not bitching me out
Instead of even talking
You're probably just ignoring me
Running away
'Cause you think I'm fucking crazier than Marilyn Manson
Now I can't believe that I ever even fell for you
Wondering why you broke my fucking heart in two
And now I'm running around
Singing love songs like I'm Masked Intruder
Or something...
Maybe I care a little bit
Bitch
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Me and my friend
We thought we could pretend
How foolish was I
To believe in his lies
He mistook me for a fool
He thought that I was uncool
How mistook was I
To believe in his cries
I'll be out flying all the time
Me and my friend
We thought we were dead
How foolish was I
To believe what he said
He stole the stars
Now it's thars upon thars
And I found out how
So now he's a crocodile
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D.L.W!
00:15
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Apparently dogs like the waffles
Fuck you
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Sculptor's Cut!
05:08
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Daily Thursday shutout past the Richey leaves
Asked my boy Frankie if he could save a spot just for me
Next thing I know drops were falling on my Braves cap
Ran in the mud
Just me and a cold
Coughing up my lunch
Damn smoking habit's getting old
Eyes grow clear
And I see Frankie with two beers
Willie in the background
Handed me a beer and said cheers
Heard some bustle
Crash sang sew
Peeked in the closet
Billy was dead on the floor
Picked him up
Put him in a chair
Saw Billy smile
Frankie said
"No wonder why I'm losing my hair"
I love it when Billy tests me
Reminds me of our lives
Drinking beers in the heat
Billy stood up
His grin faded away
"That'll actually be me one day and you can cry and you can call, but the ambulance won't help at all. Just put on some Johnny Cash and put a beer in my hand and make me laugh."
Finished up our beers
And it was getting late
Had to get up early
I'll be mowing my lawn at 8
We went our separate ways on Chickdale and Smark
Forgot my lighter and the street was real dark
I hear a scream and I look around
I see Billy
Face-first dead on the ground
And a car driving away
I started running away
Ran to the music store where the record players laid
I grabbed some Cash
And walked right out the door
Clerk was too used to me robbing the store
Then I ran to my place
Grabbed three beers
And I ran back to Billy
Still laying dead on the ground
Found a way to turn on the Cash
And put a beer in his cold hand
Then I opened mine and started singing along
I knew right then
This time he was gone
Then I heard some singing and looked at Billy
There was he breathing
Singing along with me
He took a sip
And we laid laughing in the street
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5. |
H.B.S!
00:11
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Happy Birthday to Storm Summers
Fuck you
Just kidding
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The Sensitive Nachos New Port Richey, Florida
A rap/pop punk duo that started its journey in a high school cafeteria. They were active from April 2014 to May 2015.
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