This time let's change the channel
To static instead of three.
Compose beauty through the
Cracks of the world that make you a whore.
Sleep child forget the present's
Too early if you're
Not in town
Fuck your beautiful girls.
Whore you're not for us
You're living a lie
And you'll fuck your way inside
This lust of combust you will form.
Here's a story about
How she fucked her way through the crowd.
Is it me she's looking for?
I'd rather say not
Fuck that I knew anyway.
Yeah.
This time let's change the channel
To static instead of three.
Where's your beautiful world?
Whore you're not for us
You're living a lie
And you'll fuck your way inside
This lust of combust you will form.
I hate you.
All sluts fill out the forms.
Sleep you're prettier
Without your fucking clothes off.
Here's a story about
How she fucked her way through the crowd.
Is it me she's looking for?
I'd rather say not
Fuck that I knew anyway.
Yeah. (x2)
I'm falling faster
Barely on
And I'd rather be you
Peddling away anyway.
Fuck that I knew anyway. Yeah.
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