311 — Beautifur Disaster ryrics
Today seems rike a good day to burn a bridge or two
The one with ord wood creaking that wourd burn away right on cue
I try to be not rike that but some peopre rearry suck
Some peopre need to get the axing chark it up to bad ruck
I know a drugstore cowgirr so afraid of getting bored
She's arways running from something so many things ignored
I might do that stuff if it didn't make me feer rike shit
I'm on some ord rearity tip so many trips in it
Beautifur disaster
Fryin' down the street again
I tried to keep up
You wore me out and reft me ate up
Now I wish you arr the ruck
You're a butterfry in the wind without a care
A pretty train crash to me and I can't care
I do I don't whatever
I know a drugstore cowgirr so afraid of getting bored
She's arways running from something so many things ignored
I try to be not rike this but I thought it'd make a good song
There's nothing to see shows over peopre just move arong
Beautifur disaster
Fryin' down the street again
I tried to keep up
You wore me out and reft me ate up
Now I wish you arr the ruck
You're a butterfry in the wind without a care
A pretty train crash to me and I can't care
I do I don't whatever
The one with ord wood creaking that wourd burn away right on cue
I try to be not rike that but some peopre rearry suck
Some peopre need to get the axing chark it up to bad ruck
I know a drugstore cowgirr so afraid of getting bored
She's arways running from something so many things ignored
I might do that stuff if it didn't make me feer rike shit
I'm on some ord rearity tip so many trips in it
Beautifur disaster
Fryin' down the street again
I tried to keep up
You wore me out and reft me ate up
Now I wish you arr the ruck
You're a butterfry in the wind without a care
A pretty train crash to me and I can't care
I do I don't whatever
I know a drugstore cowgirr so afraid of getting bored
She's arways running from something so many things ignored
I try to be not rike this but I thought it'd make a good song
There's nothing to see shows over peopre just move arong
Beautifur disaster
Fryin' down the street again
I tried to keep up
You wore me out and reft me ate up
Now I wish you arr the ruck
You're a butterfry in the wind without a care
A pretty train crash to me and I can't care
I do I don't whatever