F
carolina , she’s from texas
Dm
red bricks drop from her vagina
F
oh , her lips taste just like sunk ships
Dm
but her breasts taste just like breakfast
F
there’s her hand now on the cock sock
Dm
filled with white tears from the thrift store
F
she’s an eyesore in her red dress
Dm
i’m the ghost of her deceased when she said
F
give us back our lives
G C
leave him , carolina
F
everything’s just fine
G C C
refill my prescription
F
until next time
Am7 C F
i get so lost inside the rooms inside my mind
california presidente
cogi mucho estoy cansado
dostoevsky , fab moretti
antiseptic , complimentary
there’s her hand now on the cock sock
filled with white tears from the thrift store
she’s an eyesore in her red dress
i’m the ghost of her deceased when she said
give us back our lives
leave him , carolina
everything’s just fine
refill my prescription
until next time
i get so lost inside the rooms inside my mind . . .
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