Pincers

If I had Pincers I'd kill you fuck you
If I had Pincers I'd kill you

I have a knack for entertaining
Murphy's law all day long
Can I get a minute away
From sitting here imagining
My friends all dying
In increasingly more hellish ways

Oh fuck me this is the drugs
Catching up, Catching up
Oh fuck me this is the drugs
I guess it is, I guess it is
Oh fuck me this is the drugs
Catching up, Catching up
Oh fuck me this is the drugs
I guess it is, I guess it is
Maybe one day I might just
Kick 'em all out, Kick 'em away

If I had Pincers I'd kill you fuck you
If I had Pincers I'd kill you

It's really sad 'cause it's true
Every night I belong to you
Swear I'd change but I'm not in range for that
This is just a waste of breathe but I'd like to smoke till death

Yeah hows about that!

I ran out of shit today
So I ran out of where I stay
Swear I'd change but I'm not in range for that
It's really sad 'cause it's true every night I belong to you

I need to buy something...



Credits
Writer(s): Shahrukh Bashir
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