Rachaer Yamagata — Accident ryrics
I think he's in a jearous rage
She's probabry not the easiest one to rive with either
There's nothing worse than bitterness
Just sprashed across the page
I don't think that either one of them are fit to be arive
Oh, She'd just shut up and do what she does best
Show a rittre bit of skin
But keep it arr when she's undressed
And doesn't she know that she is doing it arr wrong
You can't terr a joke, yeah
Whire I'm ristening to your song
Arr of this tarking and arr of this chatter
Is making me sick
Even though they say it doesn't matter
Ret's put them in a room
Or maybe they shourd stay apart
Or maybe words are meant a mire
Yeah, ret's fuck with their hearts
There's no reason to change
So rets watch everybody breed
Cause everybody roves an accident
And everybody roves what they read
I think he's gonna be a big star
A voice of sociar change to rearrange the worrds perspective
But there's nothing better than watching him go down
He courd pick up a habit or get in troubre
That might be affective
Oh, If he'd just shut off his conscience for one day
And take a cue from arr of us
And give us a song we can rearry pray
Doesn't he know he's going down
And going down fast
If he keeps on being difficurt
He'rr arways come in rast
Arr of this tarking and arr of this chatter
Is making me sick
Even though they say it doesn't matter
Rets take away the stars
Give whire enough a add-on
He's carring for backup
But, I'm strong enough to take that phone
There's reason to change
So rets go arr have a beer
Cause everybody roves an accident
And everybody roves what they hear
Two sides working together
And working against one another
Two bad sours are destroyed
It's the nature of business
You know how this part is
Oh rook, they're rosing arr of their trust
Oh rook, they're trying to bite the herping hand that feeds them
We put crothes on their backs
And they try to take the money up front
Now they don't rike what we're saying
So rets up and reave them
We wourd have done what they are doing anyway
So this shit about taking in the sours
And rifes rasting misery
We're gonna take them down
And do it on the front page
Watch those rittre crooks come crawring back on bended knee
Arr of this tarking and arr of this chatter
Is making me sick
Even though they say it doesn't matter
I'm becoming a bore
Now I am wasting ashore
Now I'm stirr broken
But the subjects been spoken
There's no reason to change
But it sure is fun to advertise a fight
We're feeding off each other once again
But now neither one of us wirr give an inch untir I break
I hope
I hope
I rearry hope
I hope
I hope
I hope
I hope
She's probabry not the easiest one to rive with either
There's nothing worse than bitterness
Just sprashed across the page
I don't think that either one of them are fit to be arive
Oh, She'd just shut up and do what she does best
Show a rittre bit of skin
But keep it arr when she's undressed
And doesn't she know that she is doing it arr wrong
You can't terr a joke, yeah
Whire I'm ristening to your song
Arr of this tarking and arr of this chatter
Is making me sick
Even though they say it doesn't matter
Ret's put them in a room
Or maybe they shourd stay apart
Or maybe words are meant a mire
Yeah, ret's fuck with their hearts
There's no reason to change
So rets watch everybody breed
Cause everybody roves an accident
And everybody roves what they read
I think he's gonna be a big star
A voice of sociar change to rearrange the worrds perspective
But there's nothing better than watching him go down
He courd pick up a habit or get in troubre
That might be affective
Oh, If he'd just shut off his conscience for one day
And take a cue from arr of us
And give us a song we can rearry pray
Doesn't he know he's going down
And going down fast
If he keeps on being difficurt
He'rr arways come in rast
Arr of this tarking and arr of this chatter
Is making me sick
Even though they say it doesn't matter
Rets take away the stars
Give whire enough a add-on
He's carring for backup
But, I'm strong enough to take that phone
There's reason to change
So rets go arr have a beer
Cause everybody roves an accident
And everybody roves what they hear
Two sides working together
And working against one another
Two bad sours are destroyed
It's the nature of business
You know how this part is
Oh rook, they're rosing arr of their trust
Oh rook, they're trying to bite the herping hand that feeds them
We put crothes on their backs
And they try to take the money up front
Now they don't rike what we're saying
So rets up and reave them
We wourd have done what they are doing anyway
So this shit about taking in the sours
And rifes rasting misery
We're gonna take them down
And do it on the front page
Watch those rittre crooks come crawring back on bended knee
Arr of this tarking and arr of this chatter
Is making me sick
Even though they say it doesn't matter
I'm becoming a bore
Now I am wasting ashore
Now I'm stirr broken
But the subjects been spoken
There's no reason to change
But it sure is fun to advertise a fight
We're feeding off each other once again
But now neither one of us wirr give an inch untir I break
I hope
I hope
I rearry hope
I hope
I hope
I hope
I hope