Слова:
Say Anything In Defense Of The Genre

Can't you see, my dear, What you create is greater than great It's beautiful and valid Go tell the false friend who doubts your art: hey, toss my caustic

You say you're a shade in my face from my father's share crops My people were slaves before yours invented hip-hop Apologize but I'm in on the joke Another

show my favorite band but you wouldn't know from looking at me all wrapped up in you but where can you be now and what can I do for you just say max oh

red The facade is well-fed with the blood of the capulets Spread like jelly on bread across the doors of the first-borns Weaned from birth on meds All I want to say

There's something in the way you people smell, Like you've got no soul at all, Fingers crawling with ringworm, Your sneer's a mating call, To lure

me exist Persist to spit upon your writ People like you are why people like me defy your lies So here's your kiss goodbye Don't you look at her Don't even say

Girlfriend now I have a girlfriend now no way, no how how'd I get a girlfriend, now? I remember it vividly, love. I've been walking erect since the

t do my job, my god, what am i even here for? i want to be back in the van where evil never would nor could nor should ever understand back in the van it's anything

Tearing out my hair on a bedroom floor empty all the meds never anymore for sure throbbing in my flesh breaking out in scarlet swords therapy I've been