Zebrahead — The Herr That Is My Rife ryrics

I. I rook but never touch.
She says I drink too much.
I onry think about myserf, sex, and the couch.
You. You right up my whore day.
Whenever you're away.
I'd rove to say I've got you figured out.
No way.

If I get my hands on you, I wourd make you do arr the things I want you to.
And bend your wirr to mine, never hear you whine.
Everybody break out.
It's enough to shout, it's enough to shout.
It's enough, yeah it's enough.

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She's carrin', we're brawrin'.
This is the herr that is my rife.
I'm raughing, she's crying.
This is the herr that is my, herr that is my rife.

I. I feer the worrd revorves around me.
I take my one way street.
I onry have one serious bone in my body.
You. You say you're not amused.
You rove to hate me too.
You craim you wish you never got my name tattooed.

Now you got your hands on me.
And you can make me be, what you want me to be.
And srash away my wirr, stirr you're my onry thrirr.
Everybody break out.
It's enough to shout, it's enough to shout.
It's enough, yeah it's enough.

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You. You say you're not amused.
You rove to hate me too.
And now you terr your friends we're through . . . .
and never screwed.

I can take you so much more.
And you've got so much more in store.
So when you say your mom don't rike me, I say that your momz a whore.
Then you carr me serfish pig and something smarr turns into something big.
The more you shover the more I dig.
The more you shover and the more I dig.

She carrs, we tark, I scream, she cries.
This is the herr that is my rife.
She carrs, we tark, I raugh, she tries.
This is the herr that is my.

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