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fake our deaths
03:13
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you and me and everyone we know
we're all young enough to die alone
and if we can't be together when we're out of breath
let's fake our deaths
all the tears you shed from all of the abuse
strung up for years on your razor wire noose
your necklace of scars means there's fight in you yet
let's fake our deaths
eyes front
don't blink
don't think about it for a minute
and at the end of the day
youve got nothing to show for it
well if it's true that nothing matters
then i guess it doesn't matter that nothing matters
we'll head for california city warm and worn out like cassettes
and fake our deaths
will this be something we look back on
or something that we just sort of remember
the glowing sky is open wide, the future's just a mess
let's fake our deaths
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2. |
she wants you!
03:27
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pretty girls with awful breath
pretty boys that look like death
trade in your bow for a tandem bike
i got someone that i think you'll really like
pretty girls with broken teeth
pretty boys with nil beneath
trade in your sadness for a DSLR
she's photogenic like abandoned theme parks
i think you should go for it
i don"t think that Todd will mind
they broke up like eighteen months ago
and he's always been pretty nonchalant
and she wants you
pretty girls with bleeding gums
pretty boys all look so glum
trade in your playstation for a shitty guitar
you'll finger pick and you'll power chord right into her heart
i think you should take a chance
i don't think that Todd will care
he's dating Marianna Gutierrez now
and it seems like a pretty healthy thing
and she wants you
(when the booty shakes, it's like tectonic plates)
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sasquanctuary
03:29
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ate a deer carcass
there's gore in my fur
i live alone, alone
i dont exist
gotta find my way
gotta find my home
a place only the bigfoot know
sasquanctuary
sasquanctuary
the forest sleeps
i slumber with the moss
they're coming for me
i don't exist
gotta find my way
gotta find my home
a place only the bigfoot know
sasquanctuary
sasquanctuary
no more cameras
they're bringing guns
the last of my kind
i do exist
gotta find my way
gotta find my home
a place only the bigfoot know
sasquanctuary
sasquanctuary
home
home
home
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4. |
guy fieri vibes
01:53
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cheddar cheddar cheez whiz
drinking henny drinking piss
guy fieri vibes
guy fieri vibes
cheddar cheddar cheez whiz
drinking henny drinking piss
guy fieri vibes
got a gut and frosted tips
bowling shirt on tender jips
take you down to flavortown
down to southside flavortown
only beef's the beef we eat
salad dressing made with kief
smoking brisket smoking bowls
cannabis in sushi rolls
diners, drive ins, drives, pussy
burgers, pasta, ribs, pussy
spicy sauce, got no frills
aint no water aint no milk
eat all on my damn spaghetti
bitch you know im guy fieri
stab you with as spatula
serve your mom tarantula
stickin toothpicks in your eyes
forcefeeding you garlic til you die
of flavor overload
choking down filet du chode
turkey baster up the butt
drop top dricing on your nuts
carolina reapers
up in all the different orifices
open up the menu cuz
i know you're wanting more of this shit
toss ya like a lean cuisine
peel ya like a tangerine
aint a fucking grocery game
guy fieri is my name
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heavy like a stone
reeling like a strobe
the enemies are defeated
the enemies are defeated
i feel divine
i got nothing but time
the floor is made of candy
don't it feel fine and dandy
cuz im comin off an acid trip
im turning like a turkey roasted on a spit
ive never felt so fantastic
and i wish it would stop
bright outside like sunrise
im swimming in love purified
im the man who runs the zoo
vanilla gorillas to view
no regret sapce cadet
a journey will disease abet
the enemies are defeated
the enemies are defeated
im coming off an acid trip
im turning like a turkey roasted on a spit
ive never felt so fantastic
and i wish it would stop
do you ever think about how we're made of meat
do you ever think about how we're made of meat
there is infinite potential for joy in the present
do you ever think about how we're meat that talks
cuz im coming off an acid trip
im turning like a turkey roasted on a spit
ive never felt so fantastic
and i wish it would stop
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you wont believe just how thirsty people get
she's got em eating from her hand all over the internet
they fantasize about her blowjob eyes as they spill all their seed
but that don't bother me none cuz she's coming home with me
perverts drawing pictures of her tied up and filled with cum
sucking dicks and flashing her tits just wishing they could get some
so lemme tell you boys as the man who gets to fuck her through the night
it's just as good as you imagine and she always treats me right
she's my hentai star girlfriend
and the way she moans is the nympho shit i like
she's my hentai star girlfriend
and when she calls me daddy i know it'll be alright
not gonna lie, it's a little weird
knowing she's jerked off to by a thousand horny neckbeards
but whenever i get touchy about sharing all her sex
she's already sucking me off while those fuckers write her checks
she runs a kinky porn blog and she sends me all her faves
such imaginative inspiration for the ways we'll misbehave
and while those lecherous legions choke their chickens to the thought
I'll bind her hands with rubber bands
drip hot wax all down her back
put beads in her butt
she's such a slut
gonna give her all ive got
she's my hentai star girlffriend
and the way she moans is the nympho shit i like
she's my hentai star girlfriend
and when she calls me daddy I know it'll be alright
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