歌词：American Nightmare. I've Shared Your Lips So Now They Sicken Me.

FUCK. A great word for a great world.
Like each clue, just not getting through.
I spoke to you in yawns,
with sweaty palms.
All the kids swearing forever,
and the they're gone...
Nobody's got style like us
And we could be friends
like before I was crazy...
Before I met her,

before I went lazy...
FUCK THESE MEMORIES...