I like it, I'm not gonna crack
I miss you, I'm not gonna crack
I love you, I'm not gonna crack
I killed you, I'm not gonna crack
I'm so happy 'cause today
I found my friends
They're in my head
I'm so ugly, but that's okay
'Cause so are you
Broke our mirrors
Sunday morning is everyday
For all I care
And I'm not scared
Light my candles in a daze
'Cause I've found god
I'm so happy 'cause today
I found my friends
They're in my head
I'm so ugly, but that's okay
'Cause so are you
Broke our mirrors
Sunday morning is everyday
For all I care
And I'm not scared
Light my candles in a daze
'Cause I've found god
mhahahaahaha kuka kävikii eile kattoo sen ihmissusi ja sit viel tassokses syömäs?:p
oli muute iha helvetin hyvi tehty ne kaikki jutut siin näytelmäs,iha uskomaton,ja oli kyl hyvä :) ja hyvää musiikkii.Nirvanaa,Marilyn Mansonii ja Nightwish.
kannatti mennä kattoo kyl.
Load up on guns and bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's over bored and self assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello!
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Yay!
Hey!
Hey!
I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end
And I forget just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it's hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind
A denial !!
A denial !!
A denial !!
A denial !!
A denial !!
A denial !!
A denial !!
A denial !!
A denial !!
Sell the kids for food
Weather changes moods
Spring is here again
Reproductive glands
HeÂ’s the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means
don't know what it means
when I say
HeÂ’s the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means
don't know what it means
when I say yeeeaaahhh
We can have some more
Nature is a whore
Bruises on the fruit
Tender age in bloom
HeÂ’s the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means
don't know what it means
when I say
HeÂ’s the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means
don't know what it means
when I say yeeeaaahhh
Come as you are, as you were,
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy.
Take your time, hurry up
The choice is yours, don't be late.
Take a rest, as a friend, as an old memory
Memory Memory Memory Memory
Come dowsed in mud, soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend, as an old memory
Memory Memory Memory Memory
And I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun, No I don't have a gun,
No I don't have a gun
Memory Memory Memory
Memory - and I don't have a gun
And I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun , No I don't have a gun,
No I don't have a gun,No I don't have a gun