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Me, myself and Destroya

There's something wrong with me chemically.

This alone, you're in time for the show.

Dance to the burning flame, pleasure exhumes the pain.

NA NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA You run the company, fuck like a Kennedy, I think we'd rather be burning your information! NA NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA

NA NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA Let's blow an artery, eat plastic surgery, keep your apology, give us more detonation! NA NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA

I'll never see what you see and I rot in my skin as a piece of me dies everyday. I know I'm nothing, because I'm ugly.

I'm good enough, but I don't care, I'm good enough, but I'm not there, I'm good enough, but I don't care, The sun is out, but I'm not there.

And if you kill him for me, well, then I'll kill him for you! I'll meet you down at the metro station, 'cause motherfuckers got the motivation.

No more promise, no more sorrow. No longer will I follow. Can anybody hear me? I just want to be me.

Fool enough to almost be it, cool enough to not quite see it, doomed, pick your pocket full of sorrow, run away with me tomorrow, June...

I send a heart to all my dearies, when your life is so, so dreary, dream, I'm rumored to the straight and narrow, while the harlots of my perils scream.

An angel whispers my name, but the message relayed is the same: “Wait till tomorrow, you'll be fine."

And if they get me and the sun goes down into the ground and if they get me, take this spike to my heart and, and if they get me and the sun goes down and if they get me, take this spike and you put the spike in my heart!

Fatality is like ghosts in snow and you have no idea what you're up against because I've seen what they look like.

And as always, innocent like roller coasters.

You could be my friend, lovely and different, crushing up the stars above us, a guarantee to spoil our rot.

Take me to the place, where the white boys dance. Take me to the place, where they run and play. My baby is gone, you might have a chance. Just take me to the place, where the white boys dance.

'Cause you and I, we were born to die.

Every time you fall and every time you try. Every foolish dream and every compromise. Every word you spoke and everything you said. Everything you left me, rambles in my head.

And I'm far too tired to stay here anymore and I don't care what you think anyway, 'cause I think you were wrong about me, yeah, what if you were, what if you were.

I'm the end of your telescope, I don't change just to suit your vision.

Even though I'm the sacrifice, you won't try for me, not now. Though I'd die to know you love me, I'm all alone. Isn't someone missing me?

Give me envy, give me malice, give me attention.

Well, she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor just for the attention.

A freshmen generation of degenerate beauty queens.

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