Atmosphere - Suicidegirls Lyrics
* send corrections to the typist[Voice messages from upset girlfriends]Hey you *****ing *****Hi Sean, I just got finished cleaning some vomit out of my carSean, I'm so *****ing pissed at you I could rip your goddamn arms off and..Anyways, I don't care, I don't wanna *****ing talk to youI don't wanna talk to you anymoreI don't know what your deal's been lately, but I *****ed you like 15 timesAnd you just take and takeand you just ***** everyone over in the end anywaysOkay and number 2, being *****ed upis not an excuse to piss in the goddamn fish tankI'm sick of your bullshit. I'm sick of you acting like you can just *****in..Leave a trail of destruction and shiteverytime I'm around you and I'm *****ing tired of itIt's just not cool, my roommates told mewhat the ***** you did after you got stupid drunk as usualI don't ever want you in my *****ing housein my *****ing car, anywhere near meIt's *****ing over, I don't want to talk to you anymoreI don't want to think about you anymore, I don't ever want to see you againEven if you don't care, you can never ever come into my house again***** me? ***** you. Rot in *****ing hell***** you, go ***** yourselfYou should care, if you give a ***** at all (?) you'll call meHear me out, don't come *****ing crying to me when your world falls apart andyou have nowhere to turn, alright? Have a good day...Already? Already? Already? What'd you call 'em?[Slug]I can't imagine some of the things that you've seenCity to city with no spot to sleepI know she will run with opposable thumbsShe's trying to overcome all of the maniacs(?)Coast to coast, who knows the most?Age before beauty, sleep before scrutinyWho could it be now, here she comesWith an eve(?) of her tongue and the games that she runsLittle girl dolls(?) never get lost, pay the cost, embrace the flawsLet her get tossed in the back of a mid-sizeTrying to look at life through those kid's eyes"Jackpot", that's in quotesSometimes you gotta let go if you wanna get votesBut ***** the votes, I spin towards the cloudsA bullet in your head sits still allowedI used to pretend that I gave a *****Now a do give a *****, a little too muchLet's see what you got NaomiBack view from Missouri, show me little homey
