Does revenge really exist
Can you fix a hole in your heart
With the swing of your fist
A debonair on a two-speed bike
A dead lamb is the perfect skin
For things you might like
So stop selling me shit that I don't need
Selling me shit that I don't need
Selling me shit that I don't need
Selling me shit that I don't need
A dirty dude with a dirty regret
We had a great connection
But I hadn't seen the headlines yet
Can you find what you're looking for
Can you really get high
And keep yourself inside the law
So stop selling me shit that I don't need
Selling me shit that I don't need
Selling me shit that I don't need
And telling me shit I don't believe
I don't want to get down low
Don't want to roll my sleeves
Don't want to wipe my lips
Or even try to please
Cause it's shit that I don't need
Stacked on top of shit that I don't need
Writer(s): Samuel David Cromack
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