Dont you just love french fried Worcester Sause flavour, when you have eaten them all and theres that little tiny bit left in the corner??
Well ive just had a bag, and the whole corner of it was filled with flavour, about an inch worth!!
Its sooo nice, but surely not too good for me!!
Yeah here we go for the hundredth time,
Hand grenade pins in every line,
Throw ‘em up and let something shine.
Going out of my ****ing mind.
Filthy mouth, no excuse.
Find a new place to hang this noose.
String me up from atop these roofs.
Knot it tight so I won’t get loose.
Truth is you can stop and stare,
Run myself out and no one cares.
Dug a trench out, laid down there
With a shovel up out to reach somewhere.
Yea someone pour it in,
Make it a dirt dance floor again.
Say your prayers and stomp it out,
When they bring that chorus in.
I bleed it out,
Digging deeper just to throw it away.
I bleed it out,
Digging deeper just to throw it away.
I bleed it out,
Digging deeper just to throw it away,
Just to throw it away,
Just to throw it away.
I concurrrrrrr
