Three more inches of hair
Is a whole fucking world
Of rebellion.
Happy, happy, I will forget
So many things which are bad
Which leaves me only with good thoughts..
Why are you staring at me?
You're breaking my nose from 25 feet.
Are you really that small?
Talking to you now
Is the easiest thing
In all of fucking hell.
Slowly turning the key,
Am I going or flowing
Out?
Why are you staring at me?
You're breaking my nose from 25 feet.
Are you really that small?
All this day is a beautiful lie..
People say what they will to get by.
All I'm guess into that song
Lucky four minute rebellion
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