"Eyesore" lyrics
"Eyesore"
I need to move myself
Live my life just a bit
[?], call it quits
So lets drive right off this cliff
And as I fall, I'm sure you'll flicker
Through my head
Tell my death to come quicker
You're nothing more
Than a fuckin-
I saw you standing next to him
With your mind hell bent on reputation
You're nothing more
Than an empty car that's hollow to the bone
As I plan my daily hesitation
I need to move along
Find some new friends to sing these songs
As we celebrate the life that we have left
And we will
Drive our car off this cliff
And as we fall, I'm sure you'll flicker
Through my head
Tell my death to come quicker
You're nothing more
Than a fuckin-
I saw you standing next to him
With your mind hell bent on reputation
You're nothing more
Than an empty car that's hollow to the bone
As I plan my daily hesitation
You're nothing more
Than a fuckin-
I saw you standing next to him
You're nothing more
Than an empty car that's hollow to the bone
You're nothing more
Than a fuckin-
I saw you standing next to him
With your mind hell bent on reputation
I plan my final hesitation
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