| TIMMY | ||||
| Hey mister straight edge don't you preach to me, respect your sensibility, don't tell me booze is bad, taking drugs and smoking fags these are things that make me smile my body's mine to rape and defile I dont think we could live thay way hey mister preach don't preach to me you get paid for serving tea, your one step answers far too easy, size of the questions that make me queasy how do you know where we go, a thousand questions you don't know I dont think we could live that way, i dont think we could live that fucking way. I like my vice in moderation, helps to ease some of the tension my life is full of corners and questions I can't take I like my vice in moderation, helps to ease some of the tension I believe that smoking kills but so do guns and sleeping pills. BACK |
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