I'm not so pretty now
They're filthy next to me
I'm staring at myself
In family therapy
I'm dying day by day
But no one cries for me
They'd rather slit their wrists
Than french kiss the elderly!
(Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't shoot!)
On the day we broke you made the
On the day that we die
On the day we broke you made the whole world
Stop it, you're hurting me
Stop it, you're hurting me
Stop it, you're hurting me
Stop it!
I'm sitting quietly
In gothic sympathy
I tried to cut myself,
But they won't watch me bleed
They do not understand
They are afraid of me
They'd rather shoot themselves
Than french kiss the elderly!
(Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't shoot!)
On the day we broke you made the
On the day that we die
On the day we broke you made the whole world
Stop it, you're hurting me
Stop it, you're hurting me
Stop it, you're hurting me
Stop it!
I'm sitting pretty now
With filthy next to me
I have two tumored hands
And a diseased body
C'mon, let's kill ourselves,
Than french kiss the elderly!
On the day we broke you made the
On the day that we die
On the day we broke you made the whole world
Stop it!
No!
Stop it, you're hurting me
Stop it, you're hurting me
Stop it
Don't...
Don't you...
Don't you fuckin touch me!
(Don't touch me)
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