White Lyrics
.dead at 27.
dead at twenty-seven
famous in a coffin
everybody knows your name
drugging like a robot
bringing on the body rot
waking up in your own shit
everybody knows you
everybody lies
everybody loves you
after you die
if your not awake
you can't escape
choking on your blood
dead at twenty-seven
famous in a coffin
everybody knows your name
sucking for an apple
you were such an asshole
what a better place you're in
everybody knows you
everybody lies
everybody loves you
after you die
if your not awake
you can't escape
choking on your blood
dead at twenty-seven
famous in a coffin
everybody knows your lame
.suzy's eyes.
they're as blue as i left them
staring up from her bossom
if they look in your direction
don't welcome the infection
because you can't trust suzy's eyes
oh no you can't trust suzy's eyes
they make a boy try suicide
because you can't trust suzy's eyes
oh no you can't, oh no
oh no you can't, oh no
she'll charge you by the hour
let you have all the power
make you feel really cool
using you like a tool
because you can't trust suzy's eyes
oh no you can't trust suzy's eyes
they make a boy try suicide
because you can't trust suzy's eyes
oh no you can't
.buried alive.
if it wasn't for your mother i wouldn't be too old
you could wrap your arms around me but you'd feel i'm just too cold
i've been scratching at the lid of this box right through the mold
like being buried alive oh no
like being buried alive oh no
talking like a pocket preacher all about my soul
i will be a rotten carcass by the time your ten years old
my flesh is diseased with all the lies you told
like being buried alive oh no
like being buried alive oh no
if it wasn't for your mother i wouldn't be too old
you could wrap your arms around me but you'd feel i'm just too cold
i've been scratching at the lid of this box right through the mold
i'm being buried alive oh no
i'm being buried alive oh no
.don't blow.
everytime i go with you it's always the same
fighting all the voices that are in your brain
slap it down smash it up ready to go
suicide step inside never say no
don't blow
telephone rings in the meat of the night
say you gotta celebrate to make it feel right
fix it up suck it down lying in bed
avoiding all your friends that are already dead
don't blow
sun is coming up & you can't get it down
say there is nothing better in a dead end town
bleed it out throw it up do it again
can't think anymore cause your plagued til the end
don't blow
.your one night stand.
heard she loves the money shot
and i heard she cums a lot
in the back of the limousine
like in all those fifthy magazines
i'm the singer in a band
so you can fuck your one night stand
i'm the singer in this band
so you can fuck your one stand
heard she loves the money shot
and i know she cums a lot
all over those designer sheets
doesn't mean that much to me
i'm the singer in this band
so you can fuck your one night stand
i'm the singer in a band
so you can fuck your one stand
.married to shit.
i used to always look the other way
never have anything to say
and now you think that i'm on your side
you got something that you never hide
married to shit
looking like you want to have some fun
asking me if i can score you some
you think you got him all to yourself
when you're alone he's with someone else
married to shit
you got to flush it down
.dead to me.
your lotion is poison on this boy's skin
you befriend the demon and let me in
you're dead to me-dead to me-dead to me
a conscience so hollow and full of doubt
reliving years ago when i found out
you're dead to me-dead to me-dead to me
what a spoiled little boy
what a spoiled little seed
what a spoiled little girl
what a spoiled little seed
you're dead to me-dead to me-dead to me
you swallowed the semen of my best friend
like it was the last nail in my coffin
you're dead to me-dead to me-dead to me
.the killing song.
looking so innocent and sweet crawling out of that QT
a plastic cup and a can of snuff will trace you back to me
the only time i get the feeling is when you start to fade away
i'm the nicest guy, running for your life, don't look in my eyes
let me tell you why cause i'm killing
got it down to a harmless guilt my mind set so my heart can't feel
i'm going blind falling behind trying to find some past that's real
collecting every little cop and keepsake just to burn it all away
i'm the perfect man, playing in a band, don't get in my van
you should've ran cause i'm killing
i'm killing
.so damn trashy.
you wan't me to fuck her
you say i gotta fuck her
she wants me to fuck her
but she's so damn trashy
you say she's got a sister
you say she's got a blister
you say she's got a mother
but she's so damn trashy
i don't know her name but she follows me where ever i go
i said i don't know her name but she's following me everywhere i go
i suppose i could shake her stalk by giving in to make her stop
following me wherever i go
so damn trashy
so damn trashy
.no reason.
don't even try to talk to me
i'm sitting alone intentionally
i got a little something to burn
all by myself i'm taking turns
and i really got no reason no reason to stay
and i really got no reason no reason to stay
i don't want to go out tonight
i might see someone that i don't like
then i'm gonna have to start a fight
'bout my x-wife with a switchblade knife
i can really see no reason to stay
i can really see no reason to stay
rooky tooky
if i could only find a reason one reason to stay
give me just one reason one reason to stay
.birdhouse.
sorry tony
machines of industry
so boring no timing
see he books the finest
as i turned the corner saw a figure off my shoulder
and i knew it would be over at the click of the sticks
swallowed all the bottle and fumbled for the throttle
hit the door took a seat at the top of the steps
it happens all the time we always prove them right
that this f-f-f-fucking music scene is lame
go anywhere tonight it's just a waste of time
you'll see this f-f-fucking music scene is lame
sorry freedy
the pop is disgusting
so laden with metal
stay at home to settle
as i turned the corner saw a figure off my shoulder
and i knew it would be over at the click of the sticks
swallowed all the bottle and fumbled for the throttle
hit the door took a seat at the top of the steps
it happens all the time we always prove them right
that this f-f-f-fucking music scene is lame
go anywhere tonight it's just a waste of time
you'll see this f-f-fucking music scene is lame
.77.
i got a big ol' wad
and it's ready to blow
best get out my way
hold the door
hold the door
hold the door
i got a big ol' load
and it's burning a hole
busting out the line
let it ride
let it ride
let it ride
i'm so loaded i'm betting on 77
loaded and bloated betting on 77
the weekend demons are hoping that they break even
i'm so loaded betting on 77
in the way too deep
drinking all day long
turning inside out
bet it all
bet it all
bet it all
i'm so loaded i'm betting on 77
loaded and bloated betting on 77
the weekend demons are hoping that they break even
i'm so loaded betting on 77
i got a big ol' wad
and you're burning a hole
i believe you
not at all
not at all
not at all
.the asshole now.
why can't you see the way you are when you're without it
whining to me, "a necessity i can't live without it"
the way you perceive yourself to be a victim of it
making others believe she's the anti-christ can't live without it
whose the asshole now?
i remember so clear the night she said we need to talk about it
staring tear to tear powerless to blame the correct culprit
slamming all the beer trying so hard to forget about it
amping all the fear to level so high i had to live without it
i'm the asshole now
grow up grow up grow up
you're acting like a kid
grow up grow up
you're treating her like shit
grow up grow up
you're acting like a kid
grow up grow up
you're treating me like you're the asshole now
.red head.
passed out on the floor
i know you want some more