Matches, The lyrics - Shoot Me In The Smile

Matches, The lyrics - Shoot Me In The Smile

Title:	Shoot Me In The Smile
Artist:	Matches, The
Album:	Decomposer
Year:	2006
Submitted by:	BuRf
	Come, come skinny, come, come Come bring a trend And come nearly naked Come hungry, come shaking Come faking A perfect grin Now that's a face A face fit for breeding Keep waist fit, no feeding 'Cause the lens won't always be watchin' So shoot me, shoot me, shoot me in the smile I'm going out of style Oh, shoot me, shoot me, shoot me in the smile I'm going out of style Come, come fit in, come, come Now I fit in Yeah, I fit in the right size Standard like white guys And French fries I bat these eyes I bat them black Nosebleed like a hang nail Desperate like a bake sale Yard sale I am going stale So shoot me, shoot me, shoot me in the smile I'm going out of style Oh, shoot me, shoot me, shoot me in the smile I'm going out of style What can you compromise besides everything? Ow, for a fleeting form worth remembering Ow, so skinny, so pretty, so hard to be Just shoot (shoot) shoot (shoot) shoot (shoot) shoot shoot me Shoot me, shoot me, shoot me in my smile Oh, Shoot me, shoot me, shoot me in my smile Oh, Shoot me, shoot me, shoot me in my smile I'm going out of style I'm going out of style Come skinny Come, come Come skinny, skinny So shoot me, shoot me, shoot me in the smile Work with me baby Skinny smile Come skinny Come, come Come skinny, skinny Come skinny Come