The Front Bottoms
The Front Bottoms
The Front Bottoms
The Front Bottoms
The Front Bottoms
The Front Bottoms
The Front Bottoms
The Front Bottoms
The Front Bottoms
The Front Bottoms
The Front Bottoms
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She’s grinding her teeth
It’s giving her headaches
Every breath that her words take
But she knows that every one of them has gotta come out
Or they won’t forgive her
The words will mean nothing
The only thing they need
Is for the words to come out
And we are so dishonest, so dishonest now
But this is what you’re all about
And we are so dishonest, so dishonest now
So dishonest with ourselves
Stop holding your breath
And say what you’re thinking
Is anybody else burning up?
Can I open a window?
Should I tell them enough?
(Should I tell them enough?)
'Cause it's okay to give up
’Cause nobody here could care less
It’s okay to give up
And we are so dishonest, so dishonest now
So dishonest with ourselves
And we are so dishonest, so dishonest now
But this is what you’re all about
Keep yourself distant and remote
Unhappy and alone
Distant and remote
Unhappy and alone
And we are so dishonest, so dishonest now
So dishonest with ourselves
And we are so dishonest, so dishonest now
This is what you’re all about
So Sick We’re Dead was written by The Front Bottoms.
So Sick We’re Dead was produced by The Front Bottoms.