He is good at certain things Like making you feel guilty And disappointing everybody At breaking promises and plans And talking shit behind your back
Gotta find my place in this world Gotta find my place in this world I want to be more than just a face in the crowd I want to be proud of my time in this
Bunk on your ears: sleep on the floor without covering Carry the Banner: walk the streets Day olds: stale bakery goods Fishing: stealing with a stick
Wow, look at you Your pathetic It's amusing It's depressing It's amazing Tell everyone What your not And they believe you They proceed to Emulate you
I used to want you Now I want to make you nervous Now I want to make you hate Now I want to make you crazy So that we can still relate And we could get
I'm glad you taught your kids my name They scream it as they run away They say it's getting worse out there Let me welcome you to the climate of fear
I'd love to stay and have another beer And we could waste another year Saying how last one was better Do you remember the time? Now the only time I see
Hey she's a walking catastrophe She keeps on whining and now It's all rubbing off on me Hey she's looking for sympathy So keep on crying You're not getting
Well here's to you And your old crew For when you used to run this town Before the new kids came around Before you came back Before you went away Before
Nothing that breathes is above betrayal. Nothing that breathes is divine. Out from the shadows, well-wisher. The gleam of your blade gives you away.
Saw them gathering sticks from the ground By the thicket while assembling a nest on the alert for any lingering threats building frantically without any
I sprayed a picture of spiderman Next to hitler and uncle-sam when I do what I wanna do I drool and I am the pirate from town to town you are the circus
Saw them gathering sticks from the ground by the thicket while assembling a nest. On alert for any lingering threats. Building frantically without rest
She's been standing in my place Let's go out and slap her face She's been sitting in my chair Let's go out and pull her hair Yes you scream and you shout
Io non voglio essere quello che non sono. Io non voglio fingere come insegna l'uomo. Io non voglio andare, no, dove dice il vento e nel mare, se ci andro