won't help you Try to help me. I won't help you Self pity Come on an'give me my drugs, give me my drugs... GIVE ME MY DRUGS Self pity, self love, self
round and as a fashion statement it's absolutely sound but you're not really an alian, as such self-confidence makes you seem so out of touch but self-pity
: I'm always short on cash and my mind is in the trash I can't find a way to get my head out of my ass. I'm gettin' skinny as a bone 'cause I'm always
Blood-copulate her will Her aim my heart to kill Self pity sick, flowers salty sweet Self pity sick, love desire's benefit Self pity sick, flowers salty sweet Self pity
out of your ears You gotta start hanging on to all your affairs I've lived your life for so many years All I got was self-pity and tears Learn to listen
way, if one day you happen to wake up And find yourself in an existential quandry, Full of loathing and self-doubt And wracked with the pain and isolation Of your pitiful
it's just a flower Made out of clay, oh, the city Where everything seems so dirty But if you're tired and you're filled with self-pity Remember that
is a river of tears So pick up the oars and row It's been far too long now Since I've seen you smile Bitterness don't look good on you And self pity
[Melvin] Life on a mattress in a room- in a room full of emptiness [Fat Mike] Knowledge has much better uses than self-pity and superiority [Melvin
Why won't anybody fuck me I don't wanna live life lonely Why does everyone have to be perfect Go away sunny day All the barflys sipping whiskey Fighting ever present pity
t anybody fuck me, I don?t wanna live life lonely Why does everyone have to be perfect Go away, sunny day All the bar flies sipping whiskey, fighting ever present pity
forcin' a smile In a state of self denial is it worth while Sell my pity for a dime, yeah just one dime Sell my pity for a dime, yeah just one dime
Wouldn't have it any other way Got some people lining up for seven days before you come But then your house is full of empty chairs Are you finding self
Oh I've been a user, such a liar, such a fake Always thinking of myself, always on the make Now I've got nothing I can give you Except self-pity and
long day But I'm alive and I'm feelin' all right Well I run that hard road outta hearbreak city Built a roadside carnival out of hurt and self-pity
junk yard Letting out the garbage Eating through the core of life Sweet fragrance irritates In a state room death awaits Persecute your own self-pride
front flip the way I got my dunk flipped, way I got the motor flipped punch it then the front lift, whamming at the light belt slammin at the light self
beautiful site to be seen There's a mosh pit packed with wild teens Hangin' onto every word that we spit, ready to rip, rock, and tear shit Self-pity