We're all buying into something we say we don't want a part of And we're all trying to put our fingers on emotions we can't place And we're all dying
The first words that you ever said to me were "that's not my baby, that baby's japanese," and you begged the nurse to take me away and bring you the
Drink another beer, my darling. You're drinking for two. When Skyler got out of prison, I was worrying about you. He can be a mean motherfucker, you know
I broke my promise on a very sharp rock and i was possessed by something quite unfriendly and i was haunted by a demon in my sleep and that's how i
You are shit and you know it Your life is garbage and you show it You will die soon in the ball pit I'll leave you unsupervised for a minute You make
I?ve got the rotten apple core feeling Dying like a living ghost Now I?m lying on the ground Not making a sound Thinking I love you the most And I hope
I'll fight a fight that I can't win. I'll commit the mortal sin. Then God will punch me in the chin. And then I'll smile a toothless grin. I'll smile
I had a dream I had a dream tonight That I cut off a piece of the baby Jesus To offend my friends But the joke misfired, yes it did oh yes it did Cause
Oh my god there's scenesters everywhere With their hair gel and their vintage t-shirts Why didn't the shins come to phoenix? And why didn't mirah come
I can't tell you why your children are dying, but I can offer you my sympathy. And I can't show you where your children are buried, 'cause they're not
Well my great grand-dad he died of cancer, from smoking too many cigarettes. But I must confess that he did quite profess to being the coolest motherfucker
When I was a little boy I fed my mother a bottle of whiskey While she was pregnant, Unbeknownst to me. I felt bad to say the least. And when my little
First they take the land Then they take the soil And with their bloody hands They dig for oil So fuck white people! (fuck white people!) Fuck white people
God made dirt and dirt don't hurt God made pants and God made shirts God made dirt and dirt don't hurt God made our lives so much worse So much fucking
Well, once when I was eight everything was going great until my father, he tried to kill me. By the time that I was nine, my daddy was doing time,
I'm a lady killer And you're a pretty lady And that means I'm gonna kill you 'Cause you're a pretty lady And I'm a lady killer And that's just what lady
What makes you think you can be so pretty? And what makes you think you can be so great? And what makes you think you can be so intelligent? And what
I can't tell you why your children are dying, but I can offer you my sympathy. And I can't show you where your children are buried, 'cause they're