wifiskeleton - your stuck in my head just like this song
{intro} {?} And i'm willing to die on that hill I just wanna see you, my room And i won't turn it off ? But i know what i did like last time
wifiskeleton - your not so secret admirer
{Intro: wifiskeleton, Marion Ross & Mr. Lawrence} I figured you just needed someone to talk to But not just anyone, that's why I had stopped you But somewhere down
wifiskeleton - sped country song for the retards
{Chorus} I'm so parasocial that I tell myself that you're all mine (Forever alone) I'm so nonchalant that it just kills every time I cross your mind I can't
wifiskeleton - ugly as fuck and forever alone
{Verse} Ugly as fuck and forever alone I'ma take ten pills then I'm calling it home (Forever alone) Take a gander at your window, I'm outside like a gnome On
wifiskeleton - your own worst enemy is you
{Intro} I'm becoming everything I hate That's all I tell myself most days Take my pictures out your frames All I ever did was change Stop stealing my tags,
wifiskeleton - five nights at skeles whorehouse
{Verse} Going to the butcher shop I'm lookin' for a model (goth) Beautifully shell rot Her body I shall swallow (angelz) Laughing while I talk To
wifiskeleton - just another life altering event
{Intro} I want you all to myself but I don't have you at all And when I think to myself, everything was my fault Totally better than Nirvana, punk ass bitch
wifiskeleton - kurt cobain reincarnated into skeleton at the mirage in 1994
{Intro} Why did you throw a brick through my daughters window at two o' clock in the morning? {Verse} I'm just a character in some guys fucking
wifiskeleton - lmao id rather die than face reality
{Verse} When they found my body, it was at the grove (Retard, retard) All this fucking trauma got me in a chokehold (You are so goddamn pathetic) What I told you on that day,
wifiskeleton - remove me from the face of existance
{Intro} Where have you been? {Verse} Why I'm still alive? (Where have you been?) Oh, three hundred sixty five (Where have you been?) If this