Don't You Think So...? Songtext

I swear I don´t care for the bitches I loved
No more ´cause I´m a son of a broken heart
There is no place for another slut like you
A stoned brain cocaine and a Jacky are not
The right things to solve a problem that really sucks
But these are just good ways to blow away the Blues

Don´t tell me things that I don´t care
Nothing inside of me I wanna share
What do you think what could you dare?
Come on come on - oh yeah

I got myself today right in the ultimate way
´Cause I can screw myself just like nobody else
Don´t you think so...?
Fuck this freak show guns will explode if I let it out

I went wrong got strong now I´m back here for good
Hated myself much more than I really should
I tried to wash away the sin under my skin
Poor freak pretty leech sucking blood from my veins
My whole life in 99 shades of grey
But now I´ve left this carousel that I was in
This is another ride on this great horse of pride
Or don´t you think so...?
Fuck this freak show guns will explode if I let it out

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