Wednesday, August 6, 2014

F.O.M.O.K.O Go

"F.O.M.O.K.O Go" -Through Arteries

If this is death, then show me the angels

Doctor, doctor, I don't feel a thing
I have a high tolerance for subjective pain
Mothers fear their boys will turn out like me
How could you be this way

"Take this pill and drink it down"

It takes my pain away
it's the prescription for my misery
Taking this pill will take my pain away

Pushing and shoving I can't break the crowd
It's like when you walk in, you're all they want to see now
Pushing and shoving I can't break the crowd
It's like when you walk in, you are the queen of them now

Doctor, doctor, I don't feel a thing
I have a high tolerance for subjective pain
Mothers fear their boys will turn out like me
How could you be this way?

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