Paroles She's Like A Zit de Have Fun Dying

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I can tell she's underneat my skin
cuz I can feel her clogging up my pores
And I can't help but wonder why
She's the one I adore

Her eyes are focus somewhere else
Mine are fixed on gloom and doom
My private hell is going public
She's the elephant in the room

She's like a zit
She's like a zit
She's like a zit
You gotta pop it

I can tell she's underneath my skin
cause I can feel her clogging up my pores
And even in my brokest hour
I'd pay to be her whore

She's the virus in my PC
She's the reason that I breathe
She could be my eiffel tower
Come on, Come on, Come on Eileen

I'm a narcissist with low self-esteem
Don't confuse the schtick with the aesthetic
My brain is racing, my heart's lethargic
You make me feel so goddamn pathetic

I've tried pills and I've tried pads
I've tried creams and I've asked dad
I've tried creams and I've tried pads
I've tried pills and I've asked dad

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