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Text: Blink 182. Thirteenth Step. The Outsider.

Help me if you can
It's just that this is going away
I want it so quickly please,

Help me understand what
I've given in to all the years
And this darkness I have known

Lying to myself again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it, put it on the faultline
What'll it take to get it through to you precious
Come on to this, why do you wanna throw it away like this
Such a bitch, why do I wanna watch you

Disconnect and self destruct one woman at a time
What's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die

Medicated, drawn away, picture perfect, no more legiments
Narcisistic, drawn away, craving fame and all this decadance

Lying through your teeth again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it, put it on the fautline

What'll it take to get it through to you precious
Come to this, why do you wanna throw it away like this
Such a bitch, why do I wanna watch you

Disconnect and self destruct one woman at a time
What's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die

They were right about you
They were right about you

Lying to my face again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it put it on the fautline
What'll it take to get it through to you precious
Come on to this , why do you wanna throw it away like this
Such a bitch, come to this, come to this

Disconnect and self destruct, one woman at a time
What's your hurry, everyone will have his day to die
If you choose to pull the trigger, should your karma prove sincere,
Do it somewhere far away from here