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Chlorine

Contributed by Butterat_Zool on Tuesday, 16th July 2002 @ 06:27:07 AM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics

My trophy wife told me she don’t love me anymore.
She would rather drown in mustard than be my pretty whore.
Then she stained the carpet vomit, and walked right out the door,
and sometimes I can’t sleep at night cuz I’m worried that I hurt her.

And sometimes this place smells just like chlorine
and I cough cuz I can’t breath
and my throat seals shut with yellow phlegm
and I just want to leave
and though it keeps the lies out,
I collapse upon my knees
and wish that I could take it all right back.

And during my campaign for superintendent of the schools
I’m made to be a hero while I value ancient rules
and I used to beat my kids, but the votes come anyway
cuz I bought a few new cars to shut folks up today.

And sometimes, this place just reeks of cholrine
and I breath through my brown, rotted nose
my lungs shrivel up but won’t die inside me
cuz my heart’s there to keep them ice cold.

And sometimes this place smells like chlorine
and I cough cuz I can’t breath
and my throat seals shut with yellow phlegm
and I just want to leave
and though it keeps the lies out,
I collapse upon my knees
and wish that I could take it all right back.

My best friend, jim, the conman, put a hit on me today
cuz I tricked him out of ninety grand and in a fake monet
and while I won’t get caught, cuz I’m the mayor of L.A.,
my mind is off cuz she’s fifteen, and damn she’s quite the lay.

And sometimes the walls are drenched in chlorine,
and I’d rather be drowned out in bleach
and my skin turns to green and eyes drop from my head
and my voice takes on a smoker’s hack
after fourteen million cigs,
and, rendered helpless, there’s no choice
but to curl up and die
cuz I just told my last damned choking lie.

And sometimes this place just smells like chlorine
and I cough cuz I can’t breath
and my throat seals shut with yellow phlegm
and I just want to leave
and though it keeps the lies out,
I collapse upon my knees
and wish that I could take it all right back.

And though it keeps the lies out,
I cough cuz I can’t breathe
and wish that I could take it all right back.

Copyright Â© Butterat_Zool ... [ 2002-07-16 06:27:07]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Chlorine (User Rating: 1 )
by Jackee_line on Saturday, 9th November 2002 @ 02:17:19 AM AEST
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speechless.

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