Let me open up discussion with I'm not impressed with any mother fucking word I say. See, I lied that I cried when he came inside, and now I'm burning a highway to Hades. SHUT THE FUCK UP when I'm trying to think, I gotta keep my concentration, give me one more drink, and then I'll try to remember all the advice that my good book told me. And all the lost souls say everyday I wake up, everyday I wake up alone. Kill me, just kill me, or get me out of the sun (x2).
Drugs, bars, backseat of cars, blowin boys, what a boring life i've led so far. Was a prime 13 when I rode his machine, gotta keep my body dirty, but my eyes closed and clean. So with a wink and a smile, and a vile of meth, I took his hand and we walked through the shadow of death and then I try to remember all the advice that my teacher told me. And all the lost souls say...
-Kill Me; The Pretty Reckless. The Story of Sin. (;