Karaoké L.G. Fuad Motion City Soundtrack

Let's get fucked up and die

I'm speaking figuratively of course

Like the last time that I committed suicide social suicide

Yeah, so I'm already dead on the inside

But I can still pretend with my memories and photographs

I've learned to love the lie

I want to know what it's like to be awkward and innocent not belligerent

I want to know how it feels to be useful and pertinent and have common sense yeah

Let me in, let me in to the club 'cos I wanna belong and I need to get strong and if memory serves

I'm addicted to words and they're useless in this department

Let's get fucked up and die

I'm riding hard on the last legs of every lie

And the BMX bike of my life is about to explode

I'm about to explode

I'm a mess, I'm a wreck

I am perfect and I have learned to accept all my problems and short comings

Cos' I'm so visceral yet deeply inept

I want to thank you for being a part of my forget-me-nots and marigolds

And other things that don't get old

Is it legal to do this?

I surely don't know

It's the only way I have learned to express myself through other peoples' descriptions of life

I'm afraid I'm alone and entirely useless

In this department

Let's get fucked up and die

For the last time with feeling we'll try not to smile

As we cover our heads and drink heavily into the nights

That still shock and surprise

I believe that I can overcome this and beat everything in the end

But I choose to abuse for the time being

Maybe I'll win but for now I've decided to die

Sister soldier you've been such a positive influence on my mental frame

If I could ever repay you I would but I'm hard up for cash and my memory lacks initiative

God damn the liquor store's closed

We were so close to scoring

It hurts, it destroys 'till it kills

I am tired and hungry and totally useless