Wake Up (Wake Up) Grab a brush and put on a little make-up Have the sense to fade away the shakeup (Have the sense to fade away the sh-) Why'd you leave the keys upon the table? Here we go, create another fable You wanted to! Grab a brush and put on a little make-up (You wanted to!) Have the sense to fade away the shakeup (You wanted to!) Why'd you leave the keys upon the table? (You wanted to!) Well I don't think you trust in my self-righteous suicide I cry when angles deserve to DIE! Rahhh! Wake Up (Wake Up) Grab a brush and put on a little make-up Have the sense to fade away the (Have the sense to fade away the sh-) Why'd you leave the keys upon the table? Here we go, create another fable You wanted to! Grab a brush and put on a little make-up (You wanted to!) Have the sense to fade away the shakeup (You wanted to!) Why'd you leave the keys upon the table? (You wanted to!) Well I don't think you trust in my self-righteous suicide I cry when angles deserve to die in my self-righteous suicide I cry when angles deserve to die Mother (Fucker) Grandma (Fucker) Father (Fucker) Mother (Fucker) Father into your hands, I commend my spirit Father into your hands Why have you forsaken me In your eyes, forsaken me In your thoughts, forsaken me In your heart, forsaken me Oh, trust in my self-righteous suicide I cry when angles deserve to die in my self-righteous suicide


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