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Y'all can't have my scene cause we're a fucking wasteland Y'all can't break my heart cause we're fucking broke AF Born betwixt the world and next Between utopia and Generation X You don't get my scene, your Eyes are too Bright And we're up all night Y'all can't have my scene cause we're the fucking spiders Y'all can't race this Wild Hunt, all their fucking arms Forty cycles unstitch my lips And swing me out to lunch with hand on ailing hip You can't have my scene becausе your ass was too bored by 2004 Left-Coast punk rock from East-Coast gamecocks A littlе gay, a little phase, a little Rage We Nicked from Drake we took the good stuff We attacked your cell block with 31G shlock A little broke, a little woke, a little bored Like Chino all dressed up in riotcore I just wanna sing about daisies But I gotta yell Fucking this Fucking that Caroling Shoot the shaft up with heroin You all don't know a thing about Daisy Letras de cancionesIf I could, I'd go Cyrano, float through her poetry Gave my soul away, sing it back to me For Daisy For Daisy For Daisy And the world I taste as time goes by Eats my heart out but still I try It hurt too much just to watch you die So I dug you out of a grave where liars lie Like Low, you found God in a Daisy So let's just laugh at those too fucking low To get off being lazy, crazy, let's get high We're Los Angeles born and raised! I wake up each morning searching for symmetry, searching for symmetry Symmetry, searching for symmetry And finding a simile A similar sibilance I want you right now I want you right now I need you, need you now And I just wanna sing about daisies If I could, I'd go Cyrano, float through her poetry Gave my soul away, she gave it back to me now I need you now Here in this house, I need you now I shoot the shaft up with Daisy From Letras Mania