My art is called egocentric soft porno Or maybe it's just narcisism My one and only subject Goes from something like anything but Me ism Wouldn't it
Tell me your stories, write down your secrets And play this music as loud as can be Get me a sandwich, buy me some hot tea And sing this song as loud
Alala, alala, gimme 3 wishes I wanna be that dirty finger and his six bitches Alala, alala, gimme more 2 I wanna be in that crazy band or Meuku Alala
C S S sucks C S S sucks C S S sucks C S S sucks C S S sucks C S S sucks C S S sucks C S S sucks C S S sucks C S S sucks C S S sucks C S S sucks C S S
You wake up you don't wanna live today you make up you wanna look good today you break up you feel like crashing down you go to work you wanna skip this
Stop, okay, you can press You can push but it will always be the same And I've been waiting so long Anyway, how does it feel to be free again? I wanna
Stars are fun, she said with a beautiful smile As I looked above and stuffed her side Astrology is not my cup of tea I'd rather go inside and watch some
Flying high on the rug with the ones you know With the ones you love, with the ones you trust Riding the van, the bus, the plane again And hear the sounds
I, I went to the beach The bitch was so hot She came to me and said Do you like the beach, bitch? I said back I wanna take you home, bitch 'Cos I wanna
Last night I turned into a fly I got through your window and I landed in your eye You were sleeping, you didn't mind So I flew further down inside your
Callin' me high on the telephone Came by plane all alone Spend the afternoon making a speech Speech made you nervous that you couldn't eat You came to
From all the drugs the one I like more is music From all the junks the one I need more is music From all the boys the one I take home is music From all
Get up, get up, get up, get up, you gotta keep on moving Get up, get up, get up, get up, you gotta keep on moving Get up, get up, get up, get up, you
Up the stairs, behind the door She was sitting there crying She smashed all the glasses on the mirror Which was shattered all across the room She screamed
If you are my friend we can drink in the afternoon That's cool If you are my friend you can clean my house if you want Or only if we had a fight, yeah
Ontem quando eu acordei, ai, eu tava tao cansada Eu me olhei no espelho e me lembrei de quando voce falou que nao me suportava... Mas na verdade eu tambem
, I'm so messed up I don't know which way to go Stars above try to guess Where's my gin, where's my glass? All this mess comes from your ass Fuck with us, we're CSS
I am the last person you can call don't even know how we've met somehow all begin must lead us into an end I'll finish this shit this month, day ten if
