1995

Well it’s painful to observe
Looking at your curls
Sorry to be mean
But it’s sad to be a churl
Talking to your friends is like talking to a shoe
His hair is stupid blonde
And his eyes are stupid blue
Searching for a crime
Searching for a crime
Something slipped my mind
And I am searching for a crime
In 1995 I told 1,000 lies
Let me tell you about the agony of love
Follow me
To the top
All the way
Never stop
I know I lost my cool
It’s no where to be found
My Violent obsession
Stood the test of time
Searching for a crime
Searching for a crime
Something slipped my mind
And I am searching for a crime
In 1995 I told 1,000 lies
Let me tell you about the agony of love