Get Your Fill

So you don't like what you got?
Then try me out, why not?
You've seen what I've done, but
Why walk when you can run?
I've made mistakes, trust me, I know
But babe, there's a time limit to this show
Why not live fast? Why not live hard?
I'll wait 'till I'm dead to fold my cards

I may have messed up in the past
But hey, I'm sorry, I live pretty fast
I'll sleep when I'm dead, we all will
So soak it up now, let's get our fill

We only get 100 years to make a mark
So show me your bite, instead of your bark
Act on your emotions, take a trip with me
Then you might see how happy you can be
Pack your bags, if you don't, that's fine
I can take a hint, I can read the signs
But maybe you'll regret it, I think you will
So take a trip with me, get your fill

I may have messed up in the past
But hey, I'm sorry, I live pretty fast
I'll sleep when I'm dead, we all will
So soak it up now, let's get our fill
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Matheny Avatar
October 16, 2008 at 4:08 PM
You should really listen to Hollywood Undead's song No.5 It's freakin funny. . .
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