La Vie est une Chienne (Maggie's Song)
Maggie's suicidal
She's been drinking bleach
Tries to drown herself in puddles
Been like this for weeks
Now she's in the cupboard
Her sickness overflows
Got them in her pocket
The best she'll ever know
The best she'll ever know
The best she'll ever know
The best she'll ever know
Because life is a bitch
Without a scratch to itch
The rashes in our brains
We cry out loud and insane
Our mouths are always open
Our legs are never closed
And rarely do you ever
See us wearing clothes
Now she's in the gutter
Her head is full of trash
Says she doesn't know her mother
If you're brave enough to ask
Her clocks are always broken
Her paper's full of holes
The words she writes are frozen
It never gets old
She burns herself with roses
A gift she never got
When Maggie's door closes
The world has all forgot
The world has all forgot
The world has all forgot
The world has all forgot
Yeah life is a bitch
Without a scratch to itch
The rashes in our brains
We cry out loud and insane
Our mouths are always open
Our legs are never closed
And rarely do you ever
See us wearing clothes
Yeah, we're always pain (Whoa oh)
Try to help us and she'll think you're insane
Yeah, life is a bitch
Without a scratch to itch
The rashes in our brains
We cry out loud and insane
Our mouths are always open
Our legs are never closed
And rarely do you ever
See us wearing clothes
Yeah, we're always in pain (Whoa oh)
Try to help her, you'll think you're insane
Oh life
Life is a bitch
Life is a bitch
Life is a bitch
Life is a bitch
Life is a bitch
She's been drinking bleach
Tries to drown herself in puddles
Been like this for weeks
Now she's in the cupboard
Her sickness overflows
Got them in her pocket
The best she'll ever know
The best she'll ever know
The best she'll ever know
The best she'll ever know
Because life is a bitch
Without a scratch to itch
The rashes in our brains
We cry out loud and insane
Our mouths are always open
Our legs are never closed
And rarely do you ever
See us wearing clothes
Now she's in the gutter
Her head is full of trash
Says she doesn't know her mother
If you're brave enough to ask
Her clocks are always broken
Her paper's full of holes
The words she writes are frozen
It never gets old
She burns herself with roses
A gift she never got
When Maggie's door closes
The world has all forgot
The world has all forgot
The world has all forgot
The world has all forgot
Yeah life is a bitch
Without a scratch to itch
The rashes in our brains
We cry out loud and insane
Our mouths are always open
Our legs are never closed
And rarely do you ever
See us wearing clothes
Yeah, we're always pain (Whoa oh)
Try to help us and she'll think you're insane
Yeah, life is a bitch
Without a scratch to itch
The rashes in our brains
We cry out loud and insane
Our mouths are always open
Our legs are never closed
And rarely do you ever
See us wearing clothes
Yeah, we're always in pain (Whoa oh)
Try to help her, you'll think you're insane
Oh life
Life is a bitch
Life is a bitch
Life is a bitch
Life is a bitch
Life is a bitch
Credits
Writer(s): Teagan Edsell
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