Pax - paxx

fuck holly, all my homies hate holly

Holly, you ruined me
You rung me out and tied up my feet
Now I can't think for my self
I guess I'll live my life on the shelf

Take me to your little friend's house
Spew at me what life is about
I'll lug it back to my friends
Covet your attention when you

Treat me like you treat your self
Then I should know how to feel
Drag me to the tip of the really tall tree
To find nothing but fucking leaves

I don't do it for you
I don't do it for you
I don't fo it for you
I don't do it for you

Holly, you make me mean
Now I can't tell the difference between
When good things make me feel nice
And when I've been craving a really sharp knife

I want to be clear
I want to be clear
I want to be clear
I want to be clear

Treat me like you treat your self
Then I should know how to feel
Drag me to the tip of the really tall tree
To find nothing but fucking leaves

I don't do it for you
I don't do it for you
I don't do it for you
I don't do it for you

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