Green day Lyrics Matchup

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LyricsSong NameAlbum
You can spank me when i do not behave
When you're at the end of the road
The jesus of suburbia is a lie
All i want is you to understand that when i took your hand it's cause i want to
My favourite colour's candy apple girl
The martyr is a compulsive liar when he said it's just a bunch of niggers throwing gas into the hysteria
She holds my malachite so tight so never let go
The world is a sick machine breeding a mass of ****
so make the best of this test and don't ask why
Here we go again infatuation touches me just when i thought that it would end
Call me pathetic call me what you will
Scream at me until my ears bleed
i've gotta know if you're the one that got away
We're living in repetition
LyricsSong NameAlbum
It's how i give, and i'm still giving
In the streets of shame when you lost your dreams in the rain
reminds me of the times we shared, makes me wish that you were here
And you're a different woman that's for certain i don't know a thing about
Do or die no reply don't deny that you're synthetic you're pathetic
All the deceivers and cheaters I think we've got a bleeder right now
Here comes the rain again, falling from the stars
I'm taking all you down with me explosives duct taped to my spine nothings gonna change my mind
Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homes
**** the world this is my revolution
**** out of luck and now your time is up it brings me pleasure cause i know you're gonna die
i'm on a mission into the destination unknown
You're just a **** i can't explain it cause i think you suck
Grasping to control
LyricsSong NameAlbum
Satisfaction guaranteed to you
Take me to that place that i call home
i'll make you surrender
To this day i'm asking why i still think about you
You pushed me once too far again i'd like to break your fucking teeth stick a knife into the centre of your back
Isn't it a drag it's pretty bloody sad
Won't you rain on me tonight
Born and raised by hypocrytes
I heard you cryin out all the way across town
I'm too tired to be bored i'm to bored to be tired
Here's a flower i picked for all the hours that you spend with me
I've got a knack for fucking everything up my temper flies and I get myself all wound up

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