SPEAKING LINES:

September 1st, 1989. Dear Diary: I believe I'm a good person! Y'know I think there's good in everyone, but here we are! First day of senior year! And uh, I look around at these kids I've known all my life and I ask myself: "What happened?"

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Does your daddy know you eat all that crap?

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Aww, thanks Hector. But I don't really need to vomit right now. Get it? The finger? Hahaha!

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Oh lick it up baby! Lick. It. UP.

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"I was like a girl on her period!" Hahahaa! Hahaa...! Haahahah! Haha... Heh. OH MY GOD!

SINGING PARTS:

Shhhh. I was wondering just where the night would take me; 

And now I’m hoping you might ride me till you break me. 

‘Cause Hector says I gots to go; 

You’re my last meal on death row. 

Shut your mouth, help me lose these tighty-whities! 

Come on! Tonight I’m yours, I’m a dead boy walking! 

Get on all fours, Kiss this dead boy walking! 

Let’s go, you know the drill; I’m hot and pissed and your on the pill!

Bow down to the will of a dead boy walking!

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We can start and finish wars!

We're what killed the dinosaurs!

We're the asteroid that's over due!

The dinosaurs will choke on the dust!

They'll die because we say they must!

The new world needed room for me and you~

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Things going steady

Mainly she's awesome

If a bit too rock and roll

Lately she's bumped off

Three of my classmates

God have mercy on my soul

They were just seventeen

The had room to grow

They could've turned out good

But now we'll never know...