Piston Dreams - Starstruck

I would rather slit my wrists
Than get over the cold start
Acid rain on your cold heart
A street you read about in books
I'd exchange my fists for milk
I tried to run away so I stole all your money
I spent it all on 97 things that I don't need
You wanna be mean but you can't even call me
You wanna be mean but you can't even call me
You wanna be mean but you can't even call me
Face it, you lose (Face it, you lose)
You just lost your babe before the show so,
'We should jump off of a bridge for thrills'
Baby-dolls and pink pills
Won't pay your bills
I tried to run away but you stole all my money
I left you twenty quid
Can you ever forgive me?
You wanna be mean but you can't even call me
You wanna be mean but you can't even call me
You wanna be mean but you can't even call me
Face it, you lose
I wanna bite my hands off
You make me feel dumb and happy
Metal and pink cuts erase your brain
Me and you against the pricks
It's always been the same
Won't you take my name?
Won't you take the blame?
And it's not good enough for me
And it's not good enough for me

Written by:
Estee Alducente

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