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Muscle Junkie

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We Don't Belong Here


You thought the world owed you a smile.
Your parent's cheer, your dad was proud.
Monday's will not apply to you.
Fuck you, fuck you, I won't trust you.

So dig my head into the ground,
this muscle junkie tied me down.
And cut my limbs stuff them with air,
I won't, I can't I can't breathe here.

So lick the magazines with sweat,
and pour money into their blank heads.
Celebrities will die like you.
Fuck you. Fuck you. I hate your face.

Always. Can't you see? You'll die like me.

I'll never be you, that I know.
And I'll never be you, that I know. That I know.
And I'll never feel you I know.
I hate your face.

I hate your face.

So dig my head into the ground,
this muscle jinkie tied me down.
And cut my limbs stuff them with air,
I won't, I can't I can't breathe here.

Always. Can't you see? You'll die like me.

Composição: Luke Boerdam, James Tidswell, Luke Henery, Michael Richards

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