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At the Drive-In - Porfirio Diaz lyrics
Kiss and kill your boyfriend And all rich ones, too Rich kids of the world unite Dime on the bleachers Head says not that far away Bu the only way up is down And i keep falling Flip it again, but the answer Hasn't spared its change Doesn't matter how much time You'll never forget that forgetting's required Served on a platter of fakes It's inevitable We're proud to be pricks We're proud to be assholes Picking up the pieces one by one Don't let it ride Answer, someone, anyone Won't you pick up the pieces You left behind? |
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