Screw. Them. All. by Thomas

Screw them all. From planet rock to the coward of the year.
There is no equality where you could take on me, stupid girl.
How does it make you feel when you can’t give no excuses ?

So heavy yet it was one hell of a party, a sweet illusion.
There is no human future, though let’s gather our wonder touch.
Who is to say that you are a beautiful survivor ? Screw you.
I kept a small apocalypse for your sorry ass, you’ll feel it coming.
Ancient scriptures, I mean, my rancor thrives among the cacti.
Another dimension, just an impression, no fucking explanation.

Screw them all. From planet rock to the coward of the year.
There is no equality where you could take on me, stupid girl.
How does it make you feel when you can’t give no excuses ?

I want you to be my baby, I miss you. Screw you.
Too much information for this meek hummingbird.
Hope you can handle yourself on a tight rope. Screw you.
For truth to be more than love on the asphalt, yeah right.
Why so serious ? Why so serious ?  Why so fucking serious ?..
Your hands are clever but you’ve no woman’s worth.

Screw them all. From planet rock to the coward of the year.
There is no equality where you could take on me, stupid girl.
How does it make you feel when you can’t give no excuses ?

Giving it up is not for me, let me tell you something.
I’ve got elements of style where there is no leasson learned.
There is stellar travelling, side by side. Not for us. Screw them.
Days of war, workout, and you feel like good wine ?
Can’t you figure it out ? Find a way. This single man ain’t that peculiar.
The power when everything’s blue above your head. Screw you.

Screw them all. From planet rock to the coward of the year.
There is no equality where you could take on me, stupid girl.
How does it make you feel when you can’t give no excuses ?
Four seasons are not enough to paint your better tomorrow...

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Here’s what they told me : big boys don’t cry. Screw them. If they won’t turn the lights on. Screw them. Without lies, I don’t feel like living on the edge. Then good riddance. Just fly me to the k-moon. Or screw you. I can’t dream on with all this rickety rackety. Screw them. Looking for the perfect beat, licking my five fingers... Screw them all. From planet rock to the coward of the year. There is no equality where you could take on me, stupid girl. How does it make you feel when you can’t give no excuses ? So heavy yet it was one hell of a party, a sweet illusion. There is no human future, though let’s gather our wonder touch. Who is to say that you are a beautiful survivor ? Screw you. I kept a small apocalypse for your sorry ass, you’ll feel it coming. Ancient scriptures, I mean, my rancor thrives among the cacti. Another dimension, just an impression, no fucking explanation. Screw them all. From planet rock to the coward of the year. There is no equality where you could take on me, stupid girl. How does it make you feel when you can’t give no excuses ? I want you to be my baby, I miss you. Screw you. Too much information for this meek hummingbird. Hope you can handle yourself on a tight rope. Screw you. For truth to be more than love on the asphalt, yeah right. Why so serious ? Why so serious ? Why so fucking serious ?.. Your hands are clever but you’ve no woman’s worth. Screw them all. From planet rock to the coward of the year. There is no equality where you could take on me, stupid girl. How does it make you feel when you can’t give no excuses ? Giving it up is not for me, let me tell you something. I’ve got elements of style where there is no leasson learned. There is stellar travelling, side by side. Not for us. Screw them. Days of war, workout, and you feel like good wine ? Can’t you figure it out ? Find a way. This single man ain’t that peculiar. The power when everything’s blue above your head. Screw you. Screw them all. From planet rock to the coward of the year. There is no equality where you could take on me, stupid girl. How does it make you feel when you can’t give no excuses ? Four seasons are not enough to paint your better tomorrow...

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