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You got another thing coming (You got another thing coming)
Dipping your toes in the grave, yeah
They say that life can be a testy bitch, I tell ya
Maybe we work on our fucking delivery
Why do we make the same mistakes over and over?
Pressing our skin against the blade, my friends
I think that we're all just a little more fucked
Than we wanna let on, I think, I think
I'm fucked up, you're fucked up
We're all fucked, fucked
I'm fucked up, you're fuckеd up
We're all fucked, fuckеd
Acid rain
Hide my face
Take my pain
Can you wash away everything
I've been keeping
In my veins?
Take my pain away
Why do we make the same mistakes over and over?
Pressing our skin against the blade, my friends
I think that we're all just a little more fucked
Than we wanna let on, I think, I think
I'm fucked up, you're fucked up
We're all fucked, fucked
I'm fucked up, you're fucked up
We're all fucked, fucked
So dig your hole and crawl in
And watch the sky come falling down
Why do we make the same mistakes over and over?
Pressing our skin against the blade, my friends
I think that we're all just a little more fucked
Than we wanna let on, I think, I think
I'm fucked up, you're fucked up
We're all fucked, fucked
I'm fucked up, you're fucked up
We're all fucked, fucked
I'm fucked up, you're fucked up
We're all fucked, fucked
I'm fucked up, you're fucked up
We're all fucked, fucked