Bikini Kill - R.I.P. (rest in pissoff-ed ness) | Текст песни

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I can't say everything about it
In just one single song
I can't put how I feel in a package
And sell it back to everyone

But wait
There's another boy genius who's fucking gone

I hope the food tastes better in heaven
I know there's lots of rad queer boys up there
I hope every time they talk to you
They know they're lucky to be your friend

Cause look
There's another boy genius who's fucking gone

And I wouldn't be so fucking mad
So fucking pissed off
If it wasn't so fucking wrong
It's all fucking wrong
It's not fair, it's not fair, it's not fair

But no one said life was easy
Yeah, but no one said, no one said
Nothing's supposed to happen, right?
No, no one told me anything
To prepare me for fucking this

There's another boy genius who's fucking gone

Don't tell me it don't matter
Don't tell me it don't matter
Don't tell me I've had three days to get over it
It won't go away
It just won't go away

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