I've Shared Your Lips so Now They Sicken Me

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck"
A great fucking word for a great fucking world
Like each fucking clue just not getting through
I spoke to you in yawns with sweaty palms
With kids swearing forever and then they're gone

Nobody's got style like us
And we could be friends like before I was crazy
Before I met her
Before I went lazy

Fuck, (fuck), fuck, (fuck) these memories



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Writer(s): Wesley Eisold, Tim Cossar
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