No One I Know

Secret Band

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    Man you messed up
    Put your hand in the bland
    And stirred up

    Now its fire
    Now its smoke
    Now its syrup and you need ya coat

    Baked like bread and ya dead no with head

    You the egg with no yolk
    White lie every time
    Cracked and cloaked

    Take a shot
    Watch you choke
    Lil' godzilla
    Can't take a joke

    Fuck their feelings fuck my feelings

    You're sick of people liking society
    You're sick of people thinking that you're a dweeb
    Mommy likes your irony

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    Fly through the squeeze

    You fantasize of liquified fried balls of cheese

    Pawn off and pass em
    Throw down and wrastle
    Pound into the ground

    Shit that brick
    Shake yo fist
    Hate yo bitch
    Crave mo tits do they notice it
    Tell yourself you deserve this shit

    There's something I been meaning to tell you
    You're never gonna get your wish
    There's something I been meaning to tell you
    If you think you can sink
    Then you should probably swim

    Fuck their feelings fuck my feelings

    You're sick of people liking society
    You're sick of people thinking that you're a dweeb
    Mommy likes your irony

    You can't even drive a car
    They draw dicks on your face
    You can't even drink at bars
    You throw up on your date

    Your mind is a mystery
    Your parents prayed you would be average
    I see you're in the industry
    Failed up and got all access

    Who can entertain
    Yeah who can be a bard
    I think I wanna worship
    The best retard
    With my dick in my hand
    And a face from mars
    The vibes so cool
    Cause I'm not about bars
    That's cool that's cool that's hard
    That's that's

    Comin' up with the scam
    Its the man with the plan
    The shell is full of clam
    And the band sandwich

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    Composición: Jon Mess

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