I used to stand on the corner
Throwing bottles at buses
Had a hell of a run
Had a hell of a run
I used to run in the graveyard laughing
Gonna tell you whats gonna happen
You’re gonna wear me down
Gonna wear me down
You’re sinking your venom in me
Squeezing me tight
My angel is a snake
My angel is a snake
Cause you squeeze me tight
Always holding me down
The doors are locked
I feel dead
White picket fence
White picket funeral
9 to 5 does me wrong
9 to 5 is no fun
I wanna be with my friends
I wanna be with the night
I wanna be left the fuck alone
Im so tired of all the fights
Im not coming back to you
Im not coming back ever again
Im sick of all the shit
Im so sick of trying to pretend
You can’t see who i wanna be
And now i wanna turn you off
You can’t fix me
Cause I’m not broken
White picket fence
White picket funeral
Had a hell of a run
Had a hell of a run

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