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sunsetter2013-11-02 03:59 pm
prospitian) wrote in sunsetter2013-11-02 03:59 pm
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PUNK IS DEAD // A Leon Kuwata Fanmix
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| fed to the rules and i hit the ground running doesn’t make sense not to live for fun your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb |
| saturday night, gotta gig with the band playing the electric guitar someday i’m gonna make it |
and homophobic language, save one of your two skips for this if you need to) |
| when you walked through the door it was clear to me you’re the one they adore, who they came to see you’re a rock star, baby, everybody wants you player, who could really blame you? we’re the ones who made you! |
| tabloid lover, one bed to another tabloid lover, splatters any other tabloid lover, rocks to box runner gotta get to cover finally you discover you are what you are |
| on it, watch me bleed on it, rest in peace you are so good so far better than this, better than that better watch out when you get me goin’ |
| girls, with a boy like that it’s serious sweet lolitas don’t go, you’re still young |
| i could be an athlete i could be your boyfriend in the backseat shit! i can be your best friend i could be your dad actually i probably am i can do anything, anything i want |
| it’s a simple thing, to sing moderately well and the reward yielded is a countless flock of girls, crowded around me |
| ’cause we all just wanna be big rockstars and live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars the girls come easy and the drugs come cheap every good gold digger’s gonna wind up there every playboy bunny with her bleached blond hair |
| fed to the rules and i hit the ground running doesn’t make sense not to live for fun your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb |
| they’re gonna clean up your looks with all the lies in the books to make a citizen out of you they’re gonna rip up your heads your aspirations to shreds another cog in the murder machine |
| little boy in a baseball hat stands in the field with his ball and bat says, “i am the greatest player of them all!” |