Gasoline - Cursed Sails

Drown your face in gasoline

I’ll light the match

You take the heat

Drown your face in gasoline

I’ll light the match

You hit repeat

I’m so tired of hearing this shit

All the bands today have nothing to say

Poor me, poor old me

If you say another word, pour me a drink

Drown your face in gasoline

I’ll light the match

You take the heat

Drown your face in gasoline

I’ll light the match

You hit repeat

Empty words you wrapped in hate

I bet your parents always loved you, paid for everything

So stop acting like a twisted sick fuck

Saw you at the mall, you were wearing crocs

Is this song creepy enough?

Learned how to whisper

Life must suck

Is this song creepy enough?

20 something and a virgin

I’ll call your bluff

Drown your face in gasoline, I’ll drown your stupid fucking face in gasoline

Drown your face in gasoline, I’ll light the match

You stand for nothing

You just hate everything