Deadeye Dick - Perfect Family Lyrics
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Perfect Family
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What Are The Lyrics For Perfect Family By Deadeye Dick?
I feel it in my head, I feel it in my tiny heart
The way the world is built I'm sure that it will blow apart (HEY!) The way the world is built I'm sure that it is killing me This little horror show is barely even thrilling me Somebody's talking to me (Who is it? Who is it?) Sounds like the perfect family (Who is it? Who is it?) Somebody's staring at me (Who is it? Who is it?) It looks like the perfect family The father's in the den, his pipe is filled with razor blades The mother's hanging from the little crochet noose she made And if you're wondering where the children are at twelve at night They're dumpster diving & they're rolling bums as high as kites Somebody's talking to me (Who is it? Who is it?) Sounds like the perfect family (Who is it? Who is it?) Somebody's staring at me (Who is it? Who is it?) It looks like the perfect family...Well, well, well, well... Feels so safe with them Somebody's talking to me (Who is it? Who is it?) Sounds like the perfect family (Who is it? Who is it?) Somebody's staring at me (Who is it? Who is it?) It looks like the perfect family...The perfect family... The perfect family...The perfect family... |
Who Wrote Perfect Family By Deadeye Dick?
Caleb Guillotte
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What's The Duration Of The Perfect Family By Deadeye Dick?The duration of Perfect Family is 2:26 minutes and seconds. |
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