bratmobile - and i live in a town where the boys... lyrics
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. . . . . (yawn)
make me miss amerika
rip it when we’re 6 yeah
lock her in her room now
tell me it’s my birthday-
i don’t care.
rub her face in gl-ss dad
try to kick some -ss dad
tell me who’s insane man
throw up exrery other day-
i don’t care.
cross my legs and hold it in
say you wish you had no ears
funny how she don’t exist
mommy chained her up instead-
i don’t care
fill me with yr lies boy,
don’t matter wasn’t real
she don’t wanna be my friend
but i can’t stand her anyways
i can’t go home again
but i’m still a good tax break
cut us off at the hearts
scabs grow thicker by the years-
i don’t care.
splitting hairs and doing time
slap me till i feel fine
who commits the real crime?
will you ever be mine?
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