Failing at Fun Since 1981

Lyrics for Failing at Fun Since 1981

The most simplistic way is to pretend Pretend that everything is A-Okay, Though I've been failing at fun since nineteen eighty-one So can you taste me please? This story has so many dead pets; They can't feel your touch. It could be worse, because you're good at sex, I just don't care all that much. Like a prairie mountain – It's a garbage hill. Hot salad for the eater of hair, It's a void you just can't fill. The most simplistic way is to pretend Pretend that everything is A-Okay, Though I've been failing at fun since nineteen eighty-one So can you taste me please? This story has so many dead pets; They can't feel your touch. It could be worse, because you're good at sex, I just don't care all that much. Like a prairie mountain – It's a garbage hill. Hot salad for the eater of hair, It's a void you just can't fill. Like a prairie mountain – It's a garbage hill. Hot salad for the eater of hair, It's a void you just can't fill. Yeah, yeah, this forever; And we all lose, Why don't you show me sometime? Like a prairie mountain – It's a garbage hill. Hot salad for the eater of hair, It's a void you just can't fill. Like a prairie mountain – It's a garbage hill. Hot salad for the eater of hair, It's a void you just can't fucking fill.