Letra Class One de Exit By Name original
Testing, who I am, wasting what I planned They corporate my ideas, to fellate all my peers My reasons are 1 My keepsakes are none Class 1. We've loved the, the time we've done Class 1. We've lived a life that's gone Listless, every one. A fist with, skin undone Its tragic I'd even hurt, worse that my tears jerked Reasons:1 Keepsakes:0 Class 1. Don't talk of good memories, don't mention me weakly I'm sorry you're helpless and im sorry that it's selfish Class 1. Local boy, made it good, made a patch of ground and stood They corperated his ideas, to fellate all of his peers HIS reasons we're fuckin one, HIS keepsakes we're fuckin none His reasons we're fuckin one And they're cheapskates…