3 February 2007
Well I tripped, fell down naked
Well I scratched my knees they bled
Sew up my eyes, need no more
In our game, there is no score.
Forgive me father why should ya bother?
Try honesty, try honesty
Hop in your dump truck, reverse for good luck
Ride over me, ride over me
I'm insane, it's your fault
Try
I'm insane, it's your fault
Cry
I'm insane, it's your fault
Cry
Forgive me father, why should you bother now?
Forgive me father, why should you bother now?
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