Ive got lipstick on my front teeth
Im full of pills but i dont feel good yet
Tied up running out of good luck
Eyeliner tears are running down my neck
Make up, chewing gum and hair spray
I know tomorrows gonna taste like this
Wrap the world up in a suitcase
And theres a million wanna shake my fist
Theres a world in front of me
I know tomorrows gonna taste like cake
Theres easy money for the freaks
A million friends that dont know what my name is
I could be flavor of the weekend
I smell like roses and i taste like cake
Wake up sleeping on the pavement
Everybody needs a friend down there
I dont really wanna leave
I know tomorrows gonna taste like cake
Theres easy money for the freaks
Theres television on but who cares anyway?
Theres a world in front of me
I know tomorrows gonna taste like cake
Theres easy money for the freaks
A million friends that dont know what my name is
I dont really wanna leave
I know tomorrows gonna taste like cake
Theres easy money for the freaks
Theres television on but who cares anyway?
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