(Bare grace misery) Sweet boy, come in I am the dark side of you Die for my sins Like the One once did Cinnamon bed For your unashamed appetite A figurante This dance will hurt like hell

What a shame when a thang blast at ya 'Cause you're lame you're a dame slash actor These dudes are ho's from screws to toes They choose to go bass ackwards Mange Strusic! Bang bou yitch! Follow me now see, check it out I say: this song is dedicated to

No ones getting out of here, alive Nevermind there's nothing I can do Bet your life there's something killing you It's a shame we have to die my dear What a way to go, but have no fear Take a good hard look for the very last time The very last one in a

I don't love you anymore Got me crawlin' on the floor I'm so ashamed that I must go Somehow I thought by now you'd know

And do you think you deserve your freedom There's no justice in the world Throw it all away Lets lose ourselves Cause there's no one left for us to blame Its a shame we're all dying How could you send us all far away from home When you know damn well

Got no one else to blame I'm just a victim of comfort I am just a victim of comfort Cryin' shame No rocket's gonna fly that high There's no escaping the enemy he's you and I We poison up our water, we're chokin' on the air Last stop before it gets too

You can pretend you don't miss me (me) Oh what a shame I'm not there You can pretend you don't care All you wanna do is kiss me (me) Somebody new All you wanna do is kiss me (me) What is it you want? You can lie but I know that you're not fine (oh yeah)

Don't leave me drowning in your Sunday rain It's right down the drain I go It's always a shame, oh no Are you a little afraid? A little alone? A little exhausted? Do you give it away? Do you let go? How do you find it?

I'll always be there for you, girl I have no shame Say it louder, say it louder I don't wanna hurt you but you live for the pain I'm not tryna say it but it's what you became You want me to fix you but it's never enough That's why you always call me

Andrew Auernheimer Pulling on her weave It's that Andrew Auernheimer You have to help me Please help me Man made the web, you don't need a name Man made of faults, I ain't too ashamed Every thought I had, put it in a box Everybody see it just before the