Jail

Live fast but you'll never die young
Eat trash, put the filth on your tongue
Let slide every one of your lies
It's getting old eating bullshit being recycled by the ones you call
A friend, but you're never in my defense
Castrate any man you let smell your scent
Guess that's it, I'm getting bored of your shit
I feel new now without you
I'm the shit and you're fast-tracking to

Jail
Fast-tracking to
Jail
Fast-tracking to
Jail
It's been a short time without you
I'm the shit and you don't get to go home

One hit, sweetie that's all it takes to fall
You messed up, you were the belle of the ball but now
You're shit and the record will show
You may have beaten the case
But you will never escape the memories of

Jail
The memories of
Jail
The memories of
Jail
It's been a short time without you
I'm the shit and you don't get to go home



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Bock
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