Geeks do not have pedigrees
Or perfect punk-rock resumes
Or anorexic magazines
It smells like girl, it smells like girl
She walks over me
She walks over me
Hold you close like [ ]
My ever pressing suicide
My stupid fuck, my blushing bride
Oh, tear my heart out, tear my heart out
She walks over me
She walks over me
I shut my mouth with glue
I gotta use the rest for [ ]
Yeah, I gotta shut my mouth with glue
I gotta use the rest of [ ]
Carrie, Carrie
Please come here
Don`t you touch me, don`t you dare
We look the same, we talk the same, we are the same, we are the same
She walks over me
She walks over me
I shut my mouth with glue
I gotta use the rest [ ]
Yeah, I gotta shut my mouth with glue
I gotta use the rest [ ]
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You never know what you will get
You never know what you`ll forget
She walks over me
She walks over me