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london yellow - clyde lyrics

[intro]
nya na nya na nya nya
stop
haha, you’re stupid
ugh, just please leave me alone
shut the f+ck up, you weird+ass b+tch (oh my god)
beat yo’ f+ckin’ ass
yo, stop f+ckin’ with him, just let him sleep
he ain’t do sh+t
besides, it’s always the quiet ones
yo, whatever
[verse]
i’m going to shoot up my school (shoot up my school)
i’m going to shoot up my school (shoot up my school)
found my dad’s gun, and it looks really cool
blast off your head with a tool (bang bang)
i’m going to shoot up my school (shoot up my school) (bang)
i’m going to shoot up my school (shoot up my school)
they call me lame, i’m gonna show them the definition of cool
make ’em a ghoul
i’m gonna shoot at the kids that’s swimmin’ inside of the pool
i was tryna sleep (why?)
they did not care (why?)
they kicked my chair, now i’m shooting at here (bang bang)
i was gonna graduate (ahhhh! why?)
now all my peers are dead, they gettin’ dragged away (why’d you do this?)
i ain’t even really wanna do it though
lil timmy turner had to wish for a bullet hole (granted)
anyway i tried to get the cops to k!ll me, and i panicked
shot me in the head, (ow!) dropped my ar
(put your f+cking hands up!) grabbed me and shipped me away very far
now i’m in a padded room behind metal bars
and six feet of bulletproof glass with a scar
i just wanna go to school, be normal again
my parents don’t visit, i miss my two friends
i really shot up my school (my school)
i f+ckin’ shot up mu school (my school)
murdered the people who acted like tools
now i eat bread that is covered in mold (yeah)
can’t believe that i shot up my school (i can’t)
i really shot up my school
the cool kids are dead, so i guess that i’m cool
i guess that i’m cool, i guess that i’m cool, i guess that i’m cool
cooling inside of my cell, plotting to escape with some tools
took some utensils from lunchtime
more specifically, i sharpened a spoon
every day, chipped a bit away
the inner wall was brittle, i think today is the day
gave the best kick and the whole wall caved, hooray
i think that i’m gon’ to escape
now i’m inside of the walls, crawlin’ past vents, listenin’ in
one of the vents smelled just like heaven
i popped the sh+t open and left the prison, i’m gone
[outro]
i’m sorry, ma’am
just want him to be okay
well your son’s far gone at this point
i know, i know
he’s basically been+ ever since he came in he’s been here, uhh
goin’ through psychosis, just talkin’ about
you know, rockin’ back and forth, talkin’ about
gonna escape, yadda yadda, you know this happens a lot though, this is
typically what happens to the people that come in here
with this sort of (yeah)
trauma
uhh, you know
when’s his execution date?
so, execution date is gonna be…
this june

- london yellow lyrics

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