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I CANT BELIEVE I ACTUALLY GOT THAT ANGLE THAT SCENE WAS LESS THAN A SECOND LONG I WAS SHITTING THE WHOLE TIME

OH GEEZE THREE

My boy builds coffins and I think it's a shame

That when each one's been made, he can't see it againHe crafts everyone with love and with careThen it's thrown in the ground, it just isn't fair

My boy builds coffins he makes them all dayBut it's not just for work and it isn't for playHe's made one for himselfOne for me tooOne of these days he'll make one for you

(My Boy Builds Coffins by Florence+The Machine)

Ooh, let me in or I'll get physicalI just gotta dance right now, it's critical

So you can play karateYou thick illiteratiI'm a black belt in lifeSo go home to your ugly wife

You forgot in your wisdomThat window to the ladies roomA whole new possibility for a cat like me

(Ode to the Bouncer by Studio Killers)

Band-aids don't fix bullet holesYou say sorry just for showYou live like that, you live with ghostsBand-aids don't fix bullet holesYou say sorry just for showIf you live like that you live with ghostsIf you love like that blood runs cold

"Oh, the song of lorelei  Charms the moon right from the sky.She will get inside your mind, lovely lorelei!”

"All systems go, the sun hasn't diedDeep in my bones, straight from inside"

"So catch up 'cause you got an awful long way to go"

"How does a heart love, if no one has noticed its presenceAnd where does it go?"

Dr. Sawbones -- I'm so mad lmao

He's the perfect pictureOf a charismatic gentlemanMagnetic and debonairChivalrous and spirited

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The Girl's a Straight-Up Hustler

She gets what she wants and she breaks what she gets,Get out while you can or she'll tear you to pieces

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American Beauty/American Psycho -- This entire verse tbh

Alter boys, altered boysWe're the things that love destroys(I'm an American, I'm an American)You, me, us, themWe're just resurrection men(I'm an American, I'm an American)Us, we were only meantTo make you live again(I'm an American, I'm an American)Us, we were pity sex,Nothing more and nothing less(I'm an American)

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Have You Seen My Sister Evelyn?

Is my floozy sister with the doctor,Or the drummer,Or the dentist or the handyman?Did that ho-bag quit her job and run offwith that dick-head Mike,To India, Guantanamo,Or Panama or Disneyland? 

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It Wasn't Me

i know what you mean friend its such a weird and gross feeling like you know theyre trying to be nice so you dont want to be upset at them but it just upsets you more and its horrible and im so sorry youre goin through that ;x;

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