[3OH!3]. Black dress with the tights underneath,. . [Kid Cudi]. I've been feeling some type of way about her. Wanna wife her. Borderline I dont really like her.
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah. Comin' out your mouth with your blah blah blah. Zip your lips like a padlock. And meet me in the back with a jack and the jukebox.
I know its time for me to go. When the sun is sitting low. In the sky tonight. The stars are putting on a show. Were the audience they chose. To hold the light.
[BRIAN]. Oh, when you watch the lights go down. Do you feel the rush of blood. And the whiskey in your veins,. You're not the only one. If we stay up, who can blame us?.
Who oh oh. Dancing on the graves of the things I did. Underneath the lights of an endless northern sky. . Music playing in my head. No matter what I try, it never goes.
You were always in control. You were never out of hand. You were so damn perfect. It was hard to understand. Oh why?. . Well you always had a goal. And you always had a plan.
1, 2, 3, 4. . She was young. But she liked to act younger than she was. She was dumb. But she liked to act more dumb than she was. For such a young,dumb impetious thing.
Where did the time go?. Where did it go?. Where did the time go?. Where did it go, go, go, go?. . (Old bag o' bones,all tied up with string). . I don't know....
Nice legs, Daisy dukes, makes a man go [whistle]. Thats the way they all come through like [whistle whistle]. Low-cut, see-through shirts that make you [whistle].
I wish I was a monkey. I'd sleep in the trees. I'd do my best to imitate the man. Who does his best not to imitate me. You know I'd have thumbs just like a man.
Nice legs, Daisy Dukes makes a man go. That's the way they all come through like. Low cut, see through shirts that make ya. That's the way she come through like.
So drink to your death, to your death. We'll all be impressed. And smoke till you die, till you die. I'll be there watching. And crash your fucking car, your fucking car.
I take myself down in my own reckoning. It's beckoning me on. Still there's something wrong with me. I don't know. Could it be all the smoke?. . (All the smoke x4).
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Colorado. Wud up mother fucker, 303, new shit. What place? yeah, yeah, take a leaver, 303, king the strong man. Call around a bitch, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, new shit.
Ah one ah two, ah hah hah hah!. . The reaper inside of me. Creeping oh so quietly. A sleeper-cell in time of peace. Sitting on it's tendencies. For acting out so violently.
Poison, poison, poison oak. You will reap what you have sown. You'll reap the seed of war. You'll reap the seed of hate. You'll reap the seed of love.
There's a story that we like to tell. Down in the back room we know so well. Southside of Austin. Where these blackout monkeys woke-up often. In a dirty saloon, yes.
One for your money. Two for your show. Three I've got your heart strings. Body and soul. . Don't mind about the forethought. Cause no one really cares.
Well, I'm shaky and I'm nervous and I'm anxious as hell. Manic, seeing static, in a panic as well. I'm gonna give myself a heart attack. But the doctor says you're much too young for that.
He was so clean,. Yeah, he was so clean,. Bathed himself in bleach until he was completely soaking,. His hands were sore,. Oh yeah, they were so sore,.