There's No Cubone in Lavender Town / Donna Chang Is Not Chinese / #3r3 F0r Y0u - Dropping A Popped Locket

We’ve settled no differences, venomous cinema playing the flick,

I’m disinterested

Satan’s a bitch and I’m sick of it

Slaying the script, I dismembered it and now it lays the crypt with the rest of

them (Rest of them)

Remember them?

I’m the pain in your wrist and the blood in your eyes, but I severed them

(Severed them, yeah, yeah)

-She's about to use a weapon on you, what the hell?

-Fuck out my yard!

-Oh my God!

Get the fuck out my yard

Get the fuck out my yard

Get the fuck out my yard

Oh my-

Get the fuck out my yard

Gotta be here, right here

Gotta be here, right here

Gotta be here, right here

Gotta be here, right here for you

Gotta be here, right here (Gotta be here for you)

Gotta be here, right here (Gotta be here for you)

Gotta be here, right here (Gotta be here for you)

Gotta be here, right here for you

Here for you, here for you (Here for you)

Here for you, here for you (Here for you)

Here for you, here for you (Here for you)

Here for you, here for you

Here for you, here for you

Here for you, here for you

(I can’t be-)

Here for you (-lieve this)

Here for you, here for you

Here for you, here for you

Here for you (here for you)

Here for you, here for you (-lieve this)

Here for you, here for you