Pull
the
trigger
*****
Russian roulette
with your best friend
Your mind
Your weapon
set
to
self-destruction
Blowing it's load
In the face
of Mother Nature
The all organic
*** dumpster
Where you abort
your best ideas
for fear they'll
take over
Without you
and your
mother *******
Oedipal complex
We would never be here
trying to go back in time
again
We would never be here
blowing our minds
back to Nirvana
We would never be here
if it wasn't
for a trigger-finger
itch
Dec 26, 2013
Dec 26, 2013 at 11:29 PM UTC
Pull
the
trigger
*****
Russian roulette
with your best friend
Your mind
Your weapon
set
to
self-destruction
Blowing it's load
In the face
of Mother Nature
The all organic
*** dumpster
Where you abort
your best ideas
for fear they'll
take over
Without you
and your
mother *******
Oedipal complex
We would never be here
trying to go back in time
again
We would never be here
blowing our minds
back to Nirvana
We would never be here
if it wasn't
for a trigger-finger
itch
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