Hittin fogs with my livein girlfriend Settin fire to roadside churches Its not a problem with God Just Christian impotence And their uncanny judgement Im gettin sick of their shit No I wont stop carrying My huntin knife with me I understand we all must die eventually Memento Mori Well the speakers are bumpin Darkthrone As were flyin by Sixty miles an hour Through the residential side Of a suburb in a small town Gasoline molotovs and A sense of rage that we cant Seem to swallow down and We hat our fathers I guess its not that hard A life lik this will never get you too far Its okay Kiss my lips and stare into my eyes If we have each other everyone else can die Its okay Tell your exes and tell your friends Were leavin to never be seen again And if they have a problem with it Say hello to my little friend I know Im kinda unhinged It comes with the territory I guess Wont feel guilt for what I cant be Wont blame this on what happened to me I know I will be fine If youre by my side To hell with Bonnie and Clyde Unlike them well never die Hittin fogs with my livein girlfriend Settin fire to roadside churches and
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