Sunday, September 13, 2009

cheap thrills, love kills.

I'm bored of cheap and cheerful I want expensive sadness Hospital bills, parole Open doors to madness I want you to be crazy 'coz you're borin' baby when you're straight I want you to be crazy 'coz you're stupid baby when you're sane I'm sick of social graces Show your sharp-tipped teeth Lose your cool in public Dig that illegal meat'Coz love is just a dialogue You can't survive on ice-cream You got the same needs as a dog It's alright (it's alright) to be mean (to be mean) - the kills

nothing's like a fairytale anymore.

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