Songtexte:
Fiction Plane Cigarette

my teeth Heart attacks and sweet relief Take your pleasures life is brief Fuck yourself and fuck your cigarette Take your chances take your liberties Fuck yourself and fuck your cigarette

my teeth Heart attacks and sweet relief Take your pleasures life is brief Fuck yourself and fuck your cigarette Take your chances take your liberties Fuck yourself and fuck your cigarette

, punk rave bitch yellin', "Fuck the law" Guzzlin' alcohol, leather jacket and a bra Boots militant, her nose caked up with [Incomprehensible] Kicked her in the face, yellin' Kent Dipped cigarette

you're salsa dancing with confusion When no one's your friend except needles and addictions Without your enemies and your problems you'd feel alone But I guess that's why we write fiction

aint rough enuff. You best..... Buy a TV if you want me to stop. Coz im so heavy influenced by the things that I watch It aint just pulp fiction and

a hardcore, punk rave bitch yellin, "Fuck the law!" Guzzlin alcohol, leather jacket and a bra Boots militant, her nose caked up with [?] Kicked her in the face, yellin Kent Dipped cigarette