I'm an insurance company
Im charging 80/20 for Pink Whitney and coke
Im an insurance company
I'll keep you company
And I'll keep you safe and warm
Im like an ICD
V97.33
And this 5150
And blue cross
And blue shield
And UMR is breaking my heart
And Medicare parts A and B
If you could see just what I see
What's the point in holding on
When I can't stay for very long
And what's the point in searching
For something that left long ago
And you know
That I'm still trying to find it
Between these lines and between
These Bush Ghosts
On an aeroplane
You sit beside me
You're flying out of Dulles
You're flying with Delta
And this airport terminal
It's unobservable
All the ghosts that line
These quiet halls
And blue cross
And blue shield
And UMR is breaking my heart
And these flights
No one in sight
Oh, would you care for a cigarette
What's the point in holding on
When I can't stay for very long
And what's the point in searching
For something that left long ago
And you know
That I'm still trying to find it
Between these lines and between
These Bush Ghosts
And I woke up
In my passenger seat
Oxygen masks deployed
And you were beside me
And I know it was alright
Just my time to die
But Michaels up and online
While you try to fix your spine
What's the point in holding on
When I can't stay for very long
And what's the point in searching
For something that left oh, long ago
Oh don't you know
That I'm still trying to fight it
Oh, Between these lines
And between your thighs
And between these lines
And all these bags of hot fries
And all these motherf*cking Bush Ghosts
Dead, dead ol' bart
You are my favorite work of art
You're an unmarked police car
A different shade of blue
But I see through
I see through you
And Matt Groening
Im talking to you
And michael radio
Found Victim Number One
In a shed, vacant and dumb
Filled with all those little red bugs
It's a psyop of Petscop
Of all the GMOD ARGs
That I will never see
Cause you know it's bad luck to listen to
Iceberg Videos on these
Cold and frozen over roads
Buried in disbelief, dreaming of
The way you think of me
Does your roommate
Still watch Nostalgia Critic
Like almost everyday
And does he still get depressed
But we see through
We see through you
And Dave Gravely
I'm talking to you
Smile dog
What went wrong
This song's just a little too
The art of emory
holds a dear place to me
It's a psyop of Petscop
Of all the GMOD ARGs
That I will never see
Cause you know it's bad luck to listen to
Iceberg Videos on these
Cold and frozen over roads
Buried in disbelief, dreaming of
The ways you think of me
Christian liberity
And ethical non-monogamy
And everything in between
These blood soaked sheets
And all these trips to Mullens
And all these trips to Princeton
Its been one hell of a year
And you can say im cold
And you can say im bitter
But somehow
I know that you'll miss me this winter
And I will listen to OYB
And pretend that someone could love me
And I will pretend to listen to Agency
And pretend I could love somebody else
And I learned how to walk in North Carolina
Learned to whistle in Tennessee
Learned how to fall in love in California
Learned to fall apart in West Virginia
Lockjaw or TMJ
Whatever it is I can't kiss this pain away
And your new boyfriend
I never got his name
I can't get away from your games
And I will listen to
the Heavy-Set Paw-Paws
To distract me
From these cat eared maw maws
And I will take what I can get
And the way you say you love him
Well it makes me sick
So sell your false narratives
And live your life
Cause after all
You wasted three years of mine
But I learned how to walk in North Carolina
Learned to whistle in Tennessee
Learned how to fall in love in California
Learned to fall apart in West Virginia
And I will learn from my parents example
And I will fall in
And out of love
With the same girl
For nineteen
Yeah,
Nineteen years of pain
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