Fuck You Theres a look on your face I would like to knock out See the sin in your grin and the shape of your mouth All I want is to see you in terrible pain Though we wont ever meet I remember your name Can’t believe you were once just like anyone else Then…

 

This picture I hold an image of the ashtray girl As the cigarette burns on my chest I wrote a poem that described her world That put my friendship to the test And late at night Whilst on all fours She used to watch me kiss the floor What’s wrong with this picture? What’s wrong…

 

Cut My Life Into Pieces This Is My Last Resort Suffocation No Breathing Dont Give A Fuck If I Cut My Arm Bleeding This Is My Last Resort Cut My Life Into Pieces Ive Reached My Last Resort Suffocation No Breathing Dont Give A Fuck If I Cut My Arm Bleeding Do You Even Care…

 

Speak to me “i’ve been mad for fucking years, absolutely years, been over the edge for yonks, been working me buns off for bands…” “i’ve always been mad, i know i’ve been mad, like the most of us…very hard to explain why you’re mad, even if you’re not mad…” (instrumental)

 

Pure Morning A friend in needs a friend indeed, A friend with weed is better, A friend with breasts and all the rest, A friend who’s dressed in leather, A friend in needs a friend indeed, A friend who’ll tease is better , Our thoughts compressed, Which makes us blessed, And makes for stormy weather,…