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letra de flavor of the week - world war me

[intro]
doctor, oh doctor
i need some direction
i put pen to paper and sing with inflection
these words that mean nothing
dishonest, though cunning at best i guess
so i’ll break all the rules
use your taste as a weapon
the flavor of the week
was your latest obsession
well godd-mn!
wait till they see what i’ve got planned now
allow me to reintroduce myself
yeah yeah yeah!
yeah yeah yeah!
[verse 1]
i’m just a dying breed
bred with amphetamines
they called me broken by the time that i hit 17
i drink my coffee black
dress like a heart attack
f-ck with the venom trends i set em like i’m cardi bad
oh my look at you now i got you shaking
oh my look at me now i’ll make you
feel good

[chorus]
save yourselves and pray to god he’ll give them h-ll
to pay, rebel and take that money for yourself
cause you can run, run rudolph
like i give a d-mn
i got the sniper scope set with a steady hand
all that fame and wealth
ain’t gonna save you from yourself
yeah yeah yeah!

[verse 2]
hey kid
i got a way to save you from the heartache
just gotta pay the fee to hit the party
you wanna live your life the f-cking hard way?
or take a walk with me and let your scars fade
yeah you’ll be begging for more
i’ll leave you hooked on phonics
just take a step in the gore
i’ll leave you catatonic
we sell depression and act like it’s f-cking self-expression
f-ck your good intentions i just wanna make you
feel good
[chorus]
save yourselves and pray to god he’ll give them h-ll
to pay, rebel and take that money for yourself
cause you can run, run rudolph
like i give a d-mn
i got the sniper scope set with a steady hand
fame and wealth
ain’t gonna save you from yourself
yeaaaahhhhhhhh
let’s go!

[bridge]
let’s give em something
lord we’ll get em jumping
oh let’s give em something to talk about
(woo)
i’ll be your savior
f-ckin’ innovator
god we’ll give em something to talk about
good god
i need your money
honey ain’t it funny?
that i’m the only thing you talk about
i’ll leave you bl–dy
what more do you want from me?
talk is so cheap when you’re walking loud
[outro]
doctor it seems upon further reflection
i’m rotted to the core with no need for correction
now welcome aboard to my self-resurrection
i hope you enjoy…
what the f-ck rhymes with, “ection”
(laughs)
dude, go to the next song man

- world war me

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