The Kill Lyrics

I am an anarchist, an Antichrist, an asteriskI am an [Incomprehensible], an acolyte, an accidentalI am eleven feet, okay, eight, six foot three
I fought the British and I wonOh, oh, oh, oh, ohI'm a rocket ship, a jet fighterA paper airplane, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
So say what you will, I am the killThe only thing that keeps you realTruly safe from me and real
I have a tendency to exaggerate just a little bitI am a plagiarist, apologist, [Incomprehensible]I am an optimist, a closeted misogynist
I fought the British and I wonOh, oh, oh, oh, ohI have a wishing well, a living well,A magical eight ball, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Say what you will, I am the killThe only thing that keeps you realTruly safe from me and real
Put Pat Sajak back in officePut Pat Sajak back
But the sun still sets on you and your retarded partyNobody came to ditch you and so you drinkTo all the emptiness until you wake upAnd there's hell to pay again
And the punchlines fly at youAnd all the comebacks in the world are in your headYou can't say them until everybody leavesAnd it's just you and your imaginary friendsYour imaginary friends, your imaginary friends

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