Daly's Gone Wrong - Stapleton's Solution: Life Is Tough, Get A Helmet lyrics

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Daly's Gone Wrong - Stapleton's Solution: Life Is Tough, Get A Helmet lyrics

There's a note hanging off from the bedpost, Reading west coast is the place that I am going. I want the ocean rather than your cheekbones. I know its cold but the way its got to be. There's a note hanging off from the bedpost, Reading west coast is the place that i am going. I want the ocean rather than your cheekbones. I know it's cooold.. In all honest I wish I could change The four letter word we use to explain ourselves. We start the revolution give me some handcuffs, Some good times and something to laugh at. She's making me a soldier I'm on automatic On target with nothing to fire back. I'm always ready to fight I'm always ready To bleed always ready to throw hands for anything. I thought we were a hit waiting to happen and I thought we were the new wave transaction. I cant blame the dj for not playing the song to wipe the crime scene from my chest. I swear this is murder though my pulse is beamed the coroner says I'm not dead, Please tell the dj the suken failer claim is the sort that i have left, We're bursting dramatics turning skin into plastic and clothes into body bags Could start the revolution [2x] In all honest I wish I could change The four letter word we use to explain ourselves Could start the revolution give me some handcuffs, Some good times and something to laugh at. She's making me a soldier I'm on automatic On target with nothing to fire back. I'm always ready to fight I'm always ready To be always ready to throw hands for anything. [screaming AH] You are my favorite person in the whole world. Wish I could hate it. You are my favorite person in the whole wide world!!!!!! Theres a note hanging off from the bedpost, Reading west coast is the place that I'm going. I want the ocean rather than your cheekbones. I know its cold but the way its got to be. I thought we were five stars being directed. I thought we were a best seller to be written. I cant blame the dj for not playing the song to wipe the crime scene from my chest. I swear this is murder though my pulse is beamed the coroner says I'm not dead, Please tell the dj the suken failer claim is the sort that i have left, We're bursting dramatics turning skin into plastic and clothes into body bags. You are my favorite person in the whole world. Wish I could hate it. You are my favorite person in the whole wide world!!!!!! In all honesty I wish I could change The four letter word we use to explain ourselves. I want the ocean. I want the ocean. In all honesty I wish I could change The four letter word we use to explain ourselves. I want the ocean. I want the ocean .... Rather than your cheekbones

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