(That f*cking hurt dude!)
Well I spiked a glass of wine with nothing inside
Gave it all to strangers and drunkards
Blowing out our brains
Screaming f*ck the chains
And making them sing along with the disgraceful
Message off a cliff with no regret
Having thoughts about some big fall
Twenty fourth July
What if I get high?
Stuck here thinking about all the blasphemy
My ears start to ring at that one thought
Now I'm forced to hear the pain I brought
Think I am a witch
F*cking little bitch
Forced to hear the screamings of all of
The theater
I smell regret
I will not fret
I just wish I could be something at all
I can not hide
You can not try
I know you're praying for my own downfall
The Playwright - DISGRACEFUL BLASPHEMY! FUCK THE THEATER! Lyrics
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(That f*cking hurt dude!)
Well I spiked a glass of wine with nothing inside
Gave it all to strangers and drunkards
Blowing out our brains
Screaming f*ck the chains
And making them sing along with the disgraceful
Message off a cliff with no regret
Having thoughts about some big fall
Twenty fourth July
What if I get high?
Stuck here thinking about all the blasphemy
My ears start to ring at that one thought
Now I'm forced to hear the pain I brought
Think I am a witch
F*cking little bitch
Forced to hear the screamings of all of
The theater
I smell regret
I will not fret
I just wish I could be something at all
I can not hide
You can not try
I know you're praying for my own downfall
Well I spiked a glass of wine with nothing inside
Gave it all to strangers and drunkards
Blowing out our brains
Screaming f*ck the chains
And making them sing along with the disgraceful
Message off a cliff with no regret
Having thoughts about some big fall
Twenty fourth July
What if I get high?
Stuck here thinking about all the blasphemy
My ears start to ring at that one thought
Now I'm forced to hear the pain I brought
Think I am a witch
F*cking little bitch
Forced to hear the screamings of all of
The theater
I smell regret
I will not fret
I just wish I could be something at all
I can not hide
You can not try
I know you're praying for my own downfall
Writer: T. Playwright
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