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7 YEAR BITCH 24900 Miles Per Hour Lyrics
24900 Miles Per Hour
She came down the staircase
Climbed into a dumpster
She grabbed an index card and she taped it to her forehead
It read `Poor white trash`
She grabbed a gun, put it to her heart and pulled the trigger
Now she`s dead
It`s just a thought

Don`t you look at me that way
Now they`re talkin` to me and I`m talkin` back again
Now they`re talkin` to me and I`m talkin` back again

Sorry
Sorry baby
I`m so sorry
Sorry baby
I`m so

I`m looking through a plastic bag
It`s on my face
It squares my head
A little moist hot head sweat
Some little beads of brain
A little mind rain
It`s just a thought inside my head
Those little voices, they`re talkin` to me

Don`t you look at me that way, that way
Now they`re talkin` to me and I`m talkin` back again
Now they`re talkin` to me and I`m talkin` back again

24,900 miles an hour to break away from this earth spin
So want me to start running right now
Right now
24,900 miles an hour

I need a baseball bat
I`m gonna trash this office
These people, they`re fuckin` with my head
I can`t move
And they left me here
Strapped to this bed
It`s another thought inside my head
Those little voices, they`re talkin` to me

Don`t you leave me here this way
Now they`re talkin` to me and I`m talkin` back again
Now they`re talkin` to me and I`m talkin` back again

Sorry
Sorry baby
I`m so sorry
Sorry baby
I`m so

Oh how do I hear
In this little afterthought
And my little aftershock
Behind the cheerful stare
I wake up from the nightmare
And I just grew aware
A little too late
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