Was just thinking of this song as I was listening to Papa Roach on a plane.

I love that this is labelled as the squeaky clean version. A song about cutting arms, bleeding out, committing suicide, but it’s “squeaky clean” because they blanked out the word “fuck”.

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    Cut my life into pizzas, this is my plastic fork

    Pepperoni, four cheeses, don’t give a fuck if I burn my mouth eating

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      As an emo girl I loved it. Yes, I am ashamed. I also once told someone Creed was better than rage against the machine and I carry that shame to the grave.

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    bleeping one word and letting the rest of that song through untouched. radio censors were something else

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    I used to like this song, I still do, but it gives me kinda black mirror s1e2 “15 million merits” the one with that guy with the glass shard rant