Lyrics:
My shcool teacher told me
I never be shit
Swag so charmin
Now I'm the shit
Now I'm the dude
Every girl want to kiss on
Check my cool
Hater gon get
The morning bright and still has laid a frost across the hill
And the glory of it takes my breath away
The birdsong in the trees floating
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
way
You'll find your way
Hey sweet ol' timer pushin' eighty now
Who's never thought a lot about
Where you'll end up when you check out
I know by
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
Your words are so few
This is all that I am
All I want is to understand
The lights turn dim
The fog rolls in
And I lay still
Check my thoughts
One by
And the daylight ain't no good
Anymore
I see the crowd moving somewhere
Cannot just sit and stare at them
Somewhere in the thick of it
I know you're tired and sick
KATE MONSTER
(spoken)
Finally! I get to teach a whole lesson all by myself!
And I'm gonna teach something relevant, something
Modern --
What's to say?! heard you got ruffed up!
Once again, you get left behind! check yourself!
Don't get it twisted! write yourself a formal goodbye!
Never could it be right
I'd try sometimes
So I chilled by myself and cry sometimes
And all I ask from Gods to buy sometime
Would I bring his name in it If
Let me be the one
Check it out
Stop dragging yourself around
Thinking everybody has let you down
We all need a little help to get through
high
And speaking of high that's brought to you by the Za
That's what they call it these days
Don't even call me these days
I'm tied up with a girlie
Maynard, from the Meineke
Just called me to tell me the car is done
Said it just needed some flanges
Well I don't know what a flange is so why do I
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