to be french

Apr 09, 2009 23:13

i'm so over you
you know, just moments ago, i didn't have a clue
i'm so damn right done with you

evil's the new eiffel
to all those moaning for more
begging and stealing from the unsuspecting
innocent and unarmed
give it to them
sick puny animals

you in a floating cloud
the driftwood, rotting, ends up somewhere unknown
but who cares
be that proud dirty bubble that you are

evil metal, the opiate of your decomposition
oh yes i'll drown in that liquid, attention craving,
melancholic soap opera of yours?
oh tell me about it, no?
nasty now, but i'm no fugitive
in my seat i'll wait

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