Beatles

Impotence

Boomerang

I'll stab you



Clumps of hair

In the sink

Who's hiding

Things from me?



You knew all along, goddammit

But you wouldn't tell me

Well, look at you now



It's not funny, my ass is on fire

Paraplegic, inhuman liar



Carve a smile

On your face

Everything's great

Suffocate



It's beyond my control...I'm coming!



Boo

Redundant

Boring