Lyrics:
wheel, a fourth class
Third string second rate kind of guy
And sometimes you feel like
A pot lick limp dick butterfly
Hey, man, you want to jump
and on chez Louis
Second rate stars on electric guitars
Got their applause chez Louis
Lovers call let the tango 'ball
Go 'round and 'round chez Louis
More
Heaven's second rate hand-me-down
But I walk it with a reverent air
'Cause everything is holy now
Everything, everything
Everything is holy now
Read
Accept your fate that you're second rate
Sit there and watch it all burn down
Turn your head to the T-V channel
But someone else's hand's
strength is in my will
I can not wait
I won't be second rate
In for the kill
[Chorus]
Its me against the world
Me against the world
Its me against
don't want to beg for you
I'm not second rate yeah
If you move on I'm still amazing
Feel like my heart is burning frozen
And Love is lost and found
not it’s second-rate
Tomorrow’s never promised so I give it all I got til’ I fade
Tomorrow’s never promised so I give it all I got til’ I fade
coupe?
We ain’t cut from the same cloth so please don’t stitch my roots
Bitch I’m tailor made, custom fit no hand downs
Niggas wanna be second rate, bro
can pretend it isn't real
Pushing pins through my fingertips is second rate
Another friend chose their own expiration date
I need a stimulant I'm stuck
play
You're just second rate
To my silicone mate
She is here to stay
She's my new real doll
And it's time to play
With my new real doll
I'm gonna play
and death and demons
Tolerance you fucking cunt
We reject your every word
Wash my feet
You pray for me
Your second rate deity
I've seen the price to be saved
Every day is Tuesday
Land of the Tuesdays
Of false starts and second-rate
And the day we put off things
Just one more day
The calendar, the ticking
priority
I'm not the girl I used to be
I can't get paid enough
To be second rate to anyone
You left a mess for me
cnd now I'm coming clean
I know you read
can pretend it isn't real
Pushing pins through my fingertips is second rate
Another friend chose their own expiration date
I need a stimulant I'm stuck
have to go to work
To our second-rate jobs serving second-rate jerks
I just wanna be snowed in with you
We could spend all day under the covers
Kiss
have to go to work
To our second-rate jobs serving second-rate jerks
I just wanna be snowed in with you
We could spend all day under the covers
Kiss
have to go to work
To our second-rate jobs serving second-rate jerks
I just wanna be snowed in with you
We could spend all day under the covers
Kiss
petty cynic
You're shaking your head
Keep acting like a critic
Overweight bloated worth
Self conceit second rate
Cheap and nasty, listen up, I know more
enough
Oh, but I had you for a second there
My second rate love
And your calm disposition
And now I just feel so unsure
But I don't want to stay
survivour,
treading water for the slaughter.
No debate, our past is made. Once again
second rate will fade. Second rate will
fade.
Consumed and controlled,
Money in my pocket
Setting fire to a second rate dream
Cashing a check in
You've gotta change the dead red like a mean green
A crime less time
Took you out on a dinner date but the room decor was second rate, yeah
Four stars ain’t good enough, for you
New demo on the stereo but you turn that
out second rate
Thinkin' you're on time but you're already late
You're blind!
You're blind!
And you can't see
You need to wear some glasses
of mankind
God is smilin' on you but he's frownin' too
Because only God knows what you'll go through
You'll grow in the ghetto livin' second-rate
And your
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