LEFT FOR DEAD
LEFT FOR DEAD
TO BE PULICALLY HUNG
THEN MAYBE YOU WILL WANT ME
THEN IT WONT BE ABLE TO BE UNDONE
I SIT BY THE PHONE
WILL ANYONE CARE
THEY JUST SAY DONT CRY
THIS WORLD IS UNFAIR
YOU THINK IM SUCH A BEAST
I TOO FEEL YOU KNOW
I GET SICK OF TRYING
TO KEEP UP WITH THIS FUCKING SHOW
I DONT ASK FOR MUCH
USUALLY GIVE ALL AWAY
YOU CALL ME LAZY
WHERE HAV3NT I WORKED I SAY?
YOU LABLE ME CRAZY
MY INBOX IS HOOKED
LINE AND SINKER
IM NOT THE FUCKING CROOK
WHAT KEEPS ME GOING
THA FUCK I KNOW
IM FULLY GROWN AND CAN ACT MY AGE
TO WHICH AND WHY BOTHER
WILL ANYTHING CHANGE
I HEAR YOU MOCK I WATCH YOU LIE
THE LAST DAY OF THE FIRST
WAS DURING NUMBER 3
SHE KNEW THAT DAY
ID LEARN WHO I WAS TO BE
I REMEMBER HER CRYING AS MY FACE FELL TO THE SIDE
BELLS AND WHISLTES OF DEATH SHE TRIED TO HIDE
I THEN WOKE WITH A LABEL NOT FOR ME BUT FOR YOU
HERES A TOAST A COLD CLASSIC FUCK YOU
FROM THE FAT CRAZY BITCH IN A STINKY OLE SHOE