Three more inches of hair

Is a whole fucking world

Of rebellion.

Happy, happy, I will forget

So many things which are bad

Which leaves me only with good thoughts..



Why are you staring at me?

You're breaking my nose from 25 feet.

Are you really that small?



Talking to you now

Is the easiest thing

In all of fucking hell.

Slowly turning the key,

Am I going or flowing

Out?



Why are you staring at me?

You're breaking my nose from 25 feet.

Are you really that small?



All this day is a beautiful lie..

People say what they will to get by.

All I'm guess into that song

Lucky four minute rebellion