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Lifespike
by Suicide Seven
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You know it's true what they say
There is always room for me
Chill out at the bottom
Think I'll start a family
You know it's true what they say
There is always room for you
Baby blue, baby blue
There's always room for you
If it doesn't go my way I'll die before I compromise
Give me an honest answer and I swear I will deny it
Coming down is always better with a can of grape soda pop
Ice cold if you please I do not feel like throwing up
This is life
This is living
Get out of my way, you better get out of my way
I got the leash around my neck blues, military occupation
Getting my kicks off of Japanese X-rated animation
I am the sickly ring-eyed freak, never getting enough sleep for comfort
This is not the movies, this is nothing like the movies
If it suits her to be free
So demanding unto me
Redesign your comfort
So happy in slavery
Just give me the highspeed trainwreck fool-around
Running down hell
It was never cliché
Until my head started to swell
I am down
I am sealed away
Locked out
And left for dead
Just write me off
And walk away
Put your money in the bank
And lay to bed
You know it's true what they say
There is always room for me
Chill out at the bottom
Think I'll start a family
You know it's true what they say
There is always room for you
Baby blue, baby blue
There's always room for you
If it doesn't go my way I'll die before I compromise
Give me an honest answer and I swear I will deny it
Coming down is always better with a can of grape soda pop
Ice cold if you please I do not feel like throwing up
This is life
This is living
Get out of my way, you better get out of my way
I got the leash around my neck blues, military occupation
Getting my kicks off of Japanese X-rated animation
I am the sickly ring-eyed freak, never getting enough sleep for comfort
This is not the movies, this is nothing like the movies
If it suits her to be free
So demanding unto me
Redesign your comfort
So happy in slavery
Just give me the highspeed trainwreck fool-around
Running down hell
It was never cliché
Until my head started to swell
I am down
I am sealed away
Locked out
And left for dead
Just write me off
And walk away
Put your money in the bank
And lay to bed