limousine
Seventeen and never growing up
She's got a tendency for trouble but her lips won't let it up, she whispered
Dirty secrets in my dirty little ear and now
I'm falling through a window with no objections from the rear, I said
Girl, now what can I do
You know it's true these parties prove we're nothing but the reckless youth, I said
Girl, who can I turn to, I said
Life's a bitch if you're not rich or if you don't belong to something
Hey, and heads are rolling
This is the end we are the failures now
Singing, god help us please
You can't outrun the speed, making hearses out of limousines
This is the voice in your head
The thing hiding under your bed
And she's down on her knees, singing
God help us please, making hearses out of limousines
Thirty seconds remaining on the clock
We've got half a minute left until the bombs begin to drop, I'm shaking
All through the night again now do I come across
Like the only words I write come out of suicidal thoughts, she said
How do you like the taste of trouble on your tongue
Just take tomorrow while we're young, she said
Your mind's playing tricks, we can huff up glue all night
But still, the memories won't stick
Hey, and heads are rolling
This is the end we are the failures now
Singing, god help us please
You can't outrun the speed, making hearses out of limousines
This is the voice in your head
The thing hiding under your bed
And she's down on her knees, singing
God help us please, making hearses out of limousines
Hey, and heads are rolling
This is the end we are the failures now
Singing, god help us please
You can't outrun the speed, making hearses out of limousines
This is the voice in your head
The thing hiding under your bed
And she's down on her knees, singing
God help us please, making hearses out of limousines
And lives are stolen
When banks are robbed but through it all, the money always seems involved with chasing
Don't be weak
Just give me what I need, I need nothing but nothingness
And this is the voice from the sky
If there's a god he doesn't give a fuck why
Why we waste our whole life on corruption and greed
Why all we do is race our limousines
She's got a tendency for trouble but her lips won't let it up, she whispered
Dirty secrets in my dirty little ear and now
I'm falling through a window with no objections from the rear, I said
Girl, now what can I do
You know it's true these parties prove we're nothing but the reckless youth, I said
Girl, who can I turn to, I said
Life's a bitch if you're not rich or if you don't belong to something
Hey, and heads are rolling
This is the end we are the failures now
Singing, god help us please
You can't outrun the speed, making hearses out of limousines
This is the voice in your head
The thing hiding under your bed
And she's down on her knees, singing
God help us please, making hearses out of limousines
Thirty seconds remaining on the clock
We've got half a minute left until the bombs begin to drop, I'm shaking
All through the night again now do I come across
Like the only words I write come out of suicidal thoughts, she said
How do you like the taste of trouble on your tongue
Just take tomorrow while we're young, she said
Your mind's playing tricks, we can huff up glue all night
But still, the memories won't stick
Hey, and heads are rolling
This is the end we are the failures now
Singing, god help us please
You can't outrun the speed, making hearses out of limousines
This is the voice in your head
The thing hiding under your bed
And she's down on her knees, singing
God help us please, making hearses out of limousines
Hey, and heads are rolling
This is the end we are the failures now
Singing, god help us please
You can't outrun the speed, making hearses out of limousines
This is the voice in your head
The thing hiding under your bed
And she's down on her knees, singing
God help us please, making hearses out of limousines
And lives are stolen
When banks are robbed but through it all, the money always seems involved with chasing
Don't be weak
Just give me what I need, I need nothing but nothingness
And this is the voice from the sky
If there's a god he doesn't give a fuck why
Why we waste our whole life on corruption and greed
Why all we do is race our limousines
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Writer(s): Terence Hobor
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