Texty: L7. Smell The Magic. Deathwish.

She wakes up wet in a shower stall
Sewn together, bangs her head on a wall
She goes hitchhiking at 3 a.m.
Bruised and bloody, does it over again

She?s got a deathwish
In a self destructive blitz

He?s got a car that goes real fast
He?s got a life but it won?t last
Doesn?t even look disturbed
When his Chevy takes out the curb

He?s got a deathwish
Coming home is a hit or a miss
He?s got a deathwish
In a self destructive blitz

Passed out drunk on the living room floor
Gets up and pukes so she can drink some more
And evening?s party out in the fringe
Turns into a two week binge

She?s got a deathwish
Coming home is a hit or a miss
She?s got a deathwish
In a self destructive blitz