Van Damsel

Surprise!
It's not what you thought as it runs
It brings a dead stop light as it runs
Look what you've done, you're the fool
And we won't look back!

Let's tie those ankles to the railroad
Don't stop to catch your breath

I bet your foresight never saw
This train wreck is right on time

A fucking punk
A fucking punk rock
You fucking punk
You fucking punk rock prostitute

You fucking punk
You fucking punk rock
You fucking punk prostitute

Pick the open vein to shreds
You should know that you're my death wish
Bible thumping steeple fuck
You are the worst of all, scum
Train wreck right on time
You're my death wish

We were young and we were god
Far away from us now
We don't want it, what you've got
We don't want it

We don't want it
We don't want it
We don't want it
And you've got it
She took my hand
She took my hand
But I never took hers



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Allen Weinman, Greg Puciato
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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