We Put the Us In Virus

Duration

2:59

Genres

Indie Rock

Description

Lyrics

Did I mention not even the devil would be my friend he said his mistress hated the way i laughed after everything i said i guess thats what you get with a gut full of bets id rather not, id rather forget mother earth asks why and then breaks down and cries she didnt want to tell anyone what we had done even the mothers of murders protect their young if you thought that cancer was all that you'd get well come on man its two thousand and ten death aint the worst, not that worst that it gets, you'll get what you get when you get what you get you can barely hear the angel in your ear singing you the blues, or that dying baby saying "i think god im not you"