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i don't care if you believe in greener pasturesit's all it's alland you can keep your silly metaphorsand i don't think that i'll be worrying about your pastorwho's been sleeping on your mattressanymorei hung my love up what was left of me when i was only seventeenand it's been mocking mei'll tell my boss to go and fuck himself in probably just another weektaller grass it seems to get me into trouble these daysand can i please borrow your plow?and sleazy gas attendants seduce your siblings it's hardand can i please borrow your car?i was obsessed with youwhen i saw you aroundand i was trying so hardto drive you aroundoh please come save me my lordoh please come save me my lordoh please come lift me up you angellift me up you handsome devilLetras de cancionespolish my corroded soulthey can call it what you want you're just depressed well it's hardand i'll be better by next weekdue to lack of sleep and lovelessness and stress it's a screambut i don't wanna goand you can take me to the shrine of the black madonna to get savedshe keeps mocking meand i will run right to his side but we can both see that i won't behave From Letras Mania