| Hey you fucking asshole
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| Hi Sean, I just got finished cleaning some vomit out of my car
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| Sean, I’m so fucking pissed at you I could rip your goddamn arms off and beat
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| you
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| Anyways, I don’t care, I don’t wanna fucking talk to you
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| I don’t wanna talk to you anymore
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| I don’t know what your deal’s been lately, but I called you like 15 times
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| And you just take and take
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| And you just fuck everyone over in the end anyways
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| Okay and number 2, being fucked up
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| Is not an excuse to piss in the goddamn fish tank
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| I’m sick of your bullshit. |
| I’m sick of you acting like you can just fuckin.
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| Leave a trail of destruction and shit
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| Everytime I’m around you and I’m fucking tired of it
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| It’s just not cool, my roommates told me
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| What the fuck you did after you got stupid drunk as usual
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| I don’t ever want you in my fucking house
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| In my fucking car, anywhere near me
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| It’s fucking over, I don’t want to talk to you anymore
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| I don’t want to think about you anymore, I don’t ever want to see you again
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| Do you even care? |
| You can never ever come into my house again
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| Fuck me? |
| Fuck you. |
| Rot in fucking hell
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| Fuck you, go fuck yourself
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| You should care, if you give a fuck at all, which I really doubt, you’ll call me
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| Hear me out, don’t come fucking crying to me when your world falls apart and
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| You have nowhere to turn, alright? |
| Have a good day
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| …Already? |
| Already? |
| Already? |
| What’d you call 'em?
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| I can’t imagine some of the things that you’ve seen
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| City to city with no spot to sleep
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| I know she will run with opposable thumbs
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| She’s trying to overcome the laws of the land
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| Coast to coast, who knows the most?
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| Age before beauty, sleep before scrutiny
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| Who could it be now? |
| Here she comes
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| With an eve of her tongue and the games that she runs
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| Little girl dolls never get lost, pay the cost, embrace the flaws
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| Let her get tossed in the back of a mid-size
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| Trying to look at life through those kid’s eyes
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| «Jackpot», that’s in quotes
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| Sometimes you gotta let go if you wanna get votes
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| But fuck the votes, I spit towards the clouds
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| A bullet in your head sits still allowed
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| I used to pretend that I gave a fuck
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| Now a do give a fuck, a little too much
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| Let’s see what you got, Naomi
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| Act like you’re from Missouri, show me little homey |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Suicidegirls, artist - ATMOSPHERE. Album song Seven's Travels, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп