Текст песни bikini kill - R. I. P
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I cant say everything about itIn just one single songI cant put how I feel in a packageAnd sell it back to everyoneBut waitTheres another boy genius whose fucking goneI hope the food tastes better in heavenI know theres lots of rad queer boys up thereI hope everytime they talk to youThey know that theyre lucky to be your friendCuz lookTheres another boy genius whose fucking goneAnd I wouldnt be so fucking mad so fuckingPissed off if it wasnt so fucking wrongIts all fucking wrongIts not fair- its not fairIts not fairBut no one said life was easyYeah, but no one said-on one saidNothings supposed to happen, right? No, no one told me anythingTo prepare me for fucking thisTheres another boy genius whose fucking goneDont tell me it dont matterDont tell me it dont matterDont tell me Ive had three days to get over itIt wont go awayIt just wont go away