R.I.P — текст песни (bikini kill)

I can`t say everything about it
In just one single song
I can`t put how I feel in a package
And sell it back to everyone
But wait
There`s another boy genius whose fucking gone
I hope the food tastes better in heaven
I know there`s lots of rad queer boys up there
I hope everytime they talk to you
They know that they`re lucky to be your friend
Cuz look
There`s another boy genius whose fucking gone
And I wouldn`t be so fucking mad so fucking
Pissed off if it wasn`t so fucking wrong
It`s all fucking wrong
It`s not fair- It`s not fair
It`s not fair
But no one said life was easy
Yeah, but no one said-on one said
Nothings supposed to happen, right?
No, no one told me anything
To prepare me for fucking this
There`s another boy genius whose fucking gone
Don`t tell me it don`t matter
Don`t tell me it don`t matter
Don`t tell me I`ve had three days to get over it
It won`t go away
It just won``t go away