Ultra Violent Light Cannon Songtext
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You make my mouth hurt
With the lies I said to your face
You make the roof of my mouth burn
And you leave an unpleasant taste
What a magical concept
Me waiting for you on your doorstep
While your father yells at you
For something that you didn′t do This motorbike will break down
The sidecar will fall off
The tire is flat and the bumper is gone
I want your attention
So I'm gonna scream
From the top of my lungs
To the bottom of this tree


The days are getting longer
And the nights are getting clearer
I′m calling all the time but I never get an answer
And when you call my name
It only causes pain
I don't care
At least I'm feeling something
Ohh, ohh, oh
O-oh, o-o-oh

You make my mouth
Hurt