Lyrics
If you’re gonna bite down don’t bite so hard, Did you know
your vagrant smells like tin?
When my back is turned, when I’ve had one too many,
When your word means absolutely nothing.
And her grandad came and granted shit,
How can you sit, I hope you don’t sleep,
I hope you like listening to music made for girls.
If you’re gonna bite down don’t bite so hard,
Did you know your vagrant smells like tin?
When my back is turned, when I’ve had one too many,
When your words means absolutely nothing.
And her grandad came and granted shit,
How can you sit, I hope you don’t sleep,
I hope you like listening to music made for girls.
Hey.