Lyrics:
This is all three parts of me
The artist, the emcee, I’m Alex
The holy trinity, multiple personalities
I’m Alex D, AD and Klash
This was before
his sleep
Alext he awkward, misery so deep
How cruel is the world, poor little creep
Sad little boy, what secrets do you keep?
Startled by pain Alex
Love is more than us
And we trust
For it to take care of us
And everyday we fade away
Little by little
Oh remember that day
In the park
What about
on the mountain
Won't they freeze dry
Tell by my face, I'm lifted like Madonna
One shot at me and, fuck it, you're a goner
I bust a couple raps and I smoke this
the sky
Just saying I love you, no need to reply
No need to reply
No need to reply
Postcard for Alex, a little piece of me
Wishing you were here with me, by
Alex man what the fuck happened
I thought you had it in you
You
You
But you're a fool
You're a fool
No, Alex when the fuck
Did you turn into
party, who is incidentally not Alex
Seen a black bear catawampus by the college campus
Soon the safety propaganda clamps breeds on leashes
No compost,
a star
Bang a drum
Howl at the moon
Happy Birthday, Alex, may all your dreams come true
Life will stop and haunt you
Even worse it may pass you by
We've
Or had his ego stroked to death
Alex sits alone by the picture window
Looking more and more like the Mona Lisa
Never gives away everything she might know
can see now you don't want the fame
Alex Alex Yeah yeah yeah
The girl every guy wants to claim
You let one try and he made you cry
And you could never
No one in this world can do it like me
Lots of Alex's and Paul's, but only one AP
Had a lot of visions that I know they can't see
Used to be locked
you see
Alex's library out in the yard
Coded in numbers and torn baseball cards
But if you can't find me at the martyr's last square
I'll be by
Britney can dance
Miley can singing
Gaga can be everything
To make you swinging tonight
Who's that faggot on the scene
Hi I'm Alex and this is my
We're getting too old for this shit
Next time Alex cheated death was at Punk Rock Holiday
He plunged into that Madball sound by leaping from the stage
of sheep in red clothing sus
Breath holding butt cheeks wretched clench
Serve me some bull poo breakfast in bed
Distressed by feds and their no knock search
Me and Alex get drunk and do our laundry
I ask Alex what the hell is wrong with me
He asks me how we got like this
And if we’re okay
I think we’re
Yeah, yeah
Hop out the Escalade, drinking Hennessy
Hop out the Escalade, wearing Alex Wang
I'm trying to get you lit
Before the night is over
I'm
buggade min telefon
Alex haffad i gamet finns det risker
Slicka lite klister och blir stämplade ligister
Men ainazis har brister
Hinner dumpa cutten Alex
to the beach
He's in real terrible shape
His chick's been seen with big Alex
That mother kicked sand in his face
Now let me tell you about Alex
He's got:
How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore
And a Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten spot
In the Caribbean by providence impoverished
and just thrown out
Of your house by an angry
Spousе that caught you cheating
Got you feeding all on the bus
Get on thе bus and try to get puss
It’s not me,
See these buildings
They may look nice
But they crying inside
Waiting to be revived
By the children of yahwe
By the children of yahwe
The lord is
a file?
Hangin' down in Memphis all the while
And children by the million sing for Alex Chilton when he comes 'round
They sing, "I'm in love, what's
Love is more than us
And we trust
For it to take care of us
And everyday we fade away
Little by little
Oh remember that day
In the park
What about
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