Angry Song
Lyrics
Pick up the phone, please, tell me you're home The monsters are gone, the wardrobe is closed Where's my guitar? They hate when I sing So, fuck my guitar, yeah, fuck everything ♪ String's on a twist, my ass they can kiss They're making me sick, just go suck my dick No singing past ten, you can't stay in my bed So, fuck mom and dad, I'm going real mad
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 01:08
- Key
- 9
- Tempo
- 98 BPM