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Yeah
You re down there shooting blanks from broken guns
You fire all day long and still not hit a fucking
one
Don t wanna know what some sick sniper fuck considers
fun
Prob ly throw a party, served melted ice cream
over crumbs
Just crumbs
Just crumbs
You prob ly lick more ass than anyone
I guess you like the taste of shit on your tongue
No matter what you order the same thing will come
A plate of refried shit just covered in crumbs
Just crumbs
Just crumbs
I never had a life. I don t even know what life is.
Have you? Have you? Have you?
I have what you d call a life.
Everyday of my life.
I have what you d call a life

Oh, no, no, no, no, oh
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh

He was a memory I can t erase
Like a dream come true from out of the night
When I first saw you our eyes met face to face
I knew right then and there that...

Spacegirl, you
had enough on this ground
Well take
another deep shot
I know that
life can be so cruel
We need to shake
your hands and roll
Just like
a freak-bell
Making such
a weird sound
Well...

This ain t no competition girl
You don t have to be a super sleuth
You don t have to be a vixen now
You don t have to do anything they do
And suddenly all your bedroom turns around
Into some sort of mission...

Where are we?
What the hell is going on?
The dust has only just began to form
Crop circles in the carpet
Sinking, feeling
Spin me around again
And rub my eyes
This can t be happening
When busy streets
A mess with people
Would stop to hold
Their heads...

Don t say you can t
just do what i would do for you

you watch my back
and i ll be there to cover you

do as i say
and never question what i do

two feet away
there...