Letras:
For Against

Miami. Miami! Sharks circling for the feeding. All hope has been abandoned, like ballots drifting into the ocean. Just like Miami! Miami! Fucking Miami! Miami! Sharks circling for

: Everyone's a critic, but hey they really respect your talent. Have your manager call my manager, and we'll make records together. At this level of

exaggerate. I just want to be young, I want to live. I want to be healthy, I don't want this problem. You wouldn't think something like irresponsibility, would complicate something like asking for

: All's quiet, except for this song. So maybe while I'm not together I can feel like I'm not alone. And somewhere off in the distance, rapidly advancing

: An inventory has been taken of every belonging An estimated value sold in event of emergencies The only backup plan in case it doesn't work out In

doesn't mean much. Don't lose touch. Don't lose touch. I'm losing touch. I'm losing touch. Constant entertainment for our restless minds. Constant stimulation for

: Foul play! There's a target on the audience Vampires! We're only in it for the money. Diluted! We took the movement to the market. So fuck us! We totally

up around 4 or 5. Eat, shower, and get dressed in about an hour's time. Take my vitamins, check my messages, and call around to some friends, make plans for

, An ironic and literal making of a bed. You can walk away, But there is a reason to stay. They make bad jokes, it's okay not to laugh. For every