son, your corpse is already smoking, as those pupils of yours are growing
i wanna bend the rules for you, but someone beat me to it, something beat me to it
son, your life is seeming a little boring, maybe spice it up if you know what i mean
i thought i lent you the tools, you suckered me into it, i'm stuck in the middle of it
son, your jesus christ isnt responding, for some reason you keep praying
you thought you had me fooled, someone beat you to it, someone beat you to it
son, your night flipped to morning, alarm blasting latin your head is tearing(pounding)
you stand in your neighbors pool, your crush is cracked, i cant help but laugh at it
son, you had her parents blessing, love is a fast thing full of hurt that sticks
i want to give them a clue, i know they wont get it, old sunburnt minds unfit
son, your down to the last screening, black background, credits rolling
i see i'm listed as part of the crew, but at the end of it, last on the end of the list
hey thanks, pincushion.
hey fake,one question,
oh,forget it
and just to mention
i quit our friendship
i beat you to it
take that
i beat you to it
i beat you to it
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....ssoooooo juuuuuusssst
forget it, forget it
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Tuesday, February 10, 2009
someone beat you to it
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"son, your corpse is already smoking, as those pupils of yours are growing"
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"son, you had her parents blessing, love is a fast thing full of hurt that sticks"
=golden
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