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The Pretty Recless — You Make Me Wanna Die
Take me, I’m alive, never was a girl with a wicked mind
But everything looks better, when the sun goes down
I had everything, opportunities for eternity and I
could belong to the night
Your eyes, your eyes, I can see in your eyes, your eyes

You make me wanna die
I’ll never be good enough
You make me wanna die
And everything you love will burn up in the light
Every time I look inside your eyes
Make me wanna die

Taste me drink my soul, show me all the things that I
shouldn’t know, when there’s a new moon on the rise
I had everything, opportunities for eternity and I
could belong to the night
Your eyes, your eyes, I can see in your eyes, your eyes
Everything in your eyes…

You make me wanna die
I’ll never be good enough
You make me wanna die
And everything you love will burn up in the light
Every time I look inside your eyes (I’m running in the
light)
Make me wanna die

I would die for you, my love, my love
I would lie for you, my love, my love (make me wanna die)
I would steal for you, my love, my love(make me wanna die)
I would die for you, my love, my love

But up in the light…
Every time I look inside your eyes (I’m running in the
light)
Up inside your eyes (I’m running in the light)
Look inside your eyes
You make me wanna die

Green Day — Little Girl
Little girl,little girl why are you crying?
Inside your restless soul your heart is dying?
Little one,little one your is purging
Of love and razor blades your blood is surging

Runaway!
From the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter
You’re a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home when you got no place to go

Little girl,little girl your life is calling
The charlatans and saints the sky is falling
The lifeboat of deception is now sailing
In the wake all the way no rhyme or reason
Your bloodshot eyes will show your heart of treason

Little girl,little girl you dirty liar
You’re just a junkie preaching to the choir

Runaway!
From the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter
You’re a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home when you got no place to go

The traces of blood always follow you home like the mascara tears from your getaway
You’re walking with blisters and running with shears, So unholy
Sister of grace!

Runaway!
From the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter
You’re a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home.