Lletres: Jack Off Jill. French Kiss the Elderly.

I'm not so pretty now

They're filthy next to me

I'm staring at myself

In family therapy

I'm dying day by day

But no one cries for me

They'd rather slit their wrists

Than french kiss the elderly!

(Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't shoot!)

On the day we broke you made the

On the day that we die

On the day we broke you made the whole world

Stop it, you're hurting me

Stop it, you're hurting me

Stop it, you're hurting me

Stop it!

I'm sitting quietly

In gothic sympathy

I tried to cut myself,

But they won't watch me bleed

They do not understand

They are afraid of me

They'd rather shoot themselves

Than french kiss the elderly!

(Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't shoot!)

On the day we broke you made the

On the day that we die


On the day we broke you made the whole world

Stop it, you're hurting me

Stop it, you're hurting me

Stop it, you're hurting me

Stop it!

I'm sitting pretty now

With filthy next to me

I have two tumored hands

And a diseased body

C'mon, let's kill ourselves,

Than french kiss the elderly!

On the day we broke you made the

On the day that we die

On the day we broke you made the whole world

Stop it!

No!

Stop it, you're hurting me

Stop it, you're hurting me

Stop it

Don't...

Don't you...

Don't you fuckin touch me!

(Don't touch me)