i've shared your lips so now they sicken me - american nightmare lyrics

f-ck. a great word for a great world.
like each clue, just not getting through.
i spoke to you in yawns,
with sweaty palms.
all the kids swearing forever,
and the they’re gone…
n-body’s got style like us
and we could be friends
like before i was crazy…
before i met her,
before i went lazy…
f-ck these memories…