Texty

My head's on fire I'm all out of oxygen The phone don't ring The silence The silence One more fit Back to the hospital Little white flowers Sleep by the windowsill One more fit Back to the hospital I jump like a spring I kick like an animal I'm ready to die I'm ready to die I'm ready Why the fuck Should I keep up appearances What's it gonna take For you to take me serious Why the fuck Should I keep up appearances What's it gonna take For you to take me Take me I'm ready to die I'm ready to die I'm ready to die I'm ready to die I'm ready I'm ready to die I'm ready to
Writer(s): Jacob Theodore Slater-robinson, James Staples, Harry Tristan Fowler, Peter Thomas George Woodin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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