The Garden

Please, Fuck Off
Fuck off Fuck you Hit that light switch I can see your face now Make you get fucking lost, ain't no sacred cow Imagine life, like thinking you're a boss Selfish little bitch, you ain't no fucking loss Life for me is never for the rewards All this suck dickin's got me fucking bored Even your grandma's dying to be adored You play that blame game, lame like Henry Ford Fuck you I'm past the point of giving chances I don't got the space for that It's about time I look out for myself So it's fuck you if you're gonna be a rat I'm past the point of giving chances I don't got the space for that It's about time I look out for myself So it's fuck you if you're gonna be a rat Fuck you Letras de cancionesCongratulations You made it to the end of the song Just a few more seconds now, yeah, it won't be long Counting down the seconds (Yeah) Counting down the hours (Yeah) Until you zip that fucking lip, until you hit the showers (Yeah) My youth is asleep Or maybe I'm the one snoozing Back in the day I'd be asking for that real bruising Making music for a bunch of people that don't care I feel empty with that pointless tired fanfare Please, fuck off From Letras Mania