Billy Talent - When I Was A Little Girl |
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When I Was A Little Girl
Billy Talent Another F again I fret, Another cocky hypocrite, Another dirty look from a passer by. Kiddie porn and lunatics All the things that make me sick, Another suicide from a sad rock star. So get the fuck out of my face, And disappear without a trace. You annoying little prick. and pull out a hand grenade. I'll reach into my bag of tricks, But I will not pull out the pin, Your machoism fades away. BECAUSE THAT'S MEAN With judgment day not far way, You're surfing all your days away. I don't know who to blame, Is it me or is it you? Violent death and viruses, And lack thereof, of consciousness, Another shitty song on the radio. You push on me I'll push you back. I'll kick the teeth out of your face. I killed the cat there's no more chase. So come on, let's go attack. But I will not pull out my gun, Don't find yourself inside a pill. Cause this is it I've had my fill. CAUSE I DON'T OWN ONE Why can't you just let me be I said Why can't you just let me be Why can't you just let me be Why can't you just let me |
