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Kill Me
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Kill Me κυκλοφόρησε στις 24 Νοεμβρίου 2020 από Chess Club Records ως μέρος του άλμπουμ Kill Me - EP
ΆλμπουμKill Me - EP
24 Νοεμβρίου 2020
ΕτικέταChess Club Records
ΓλώσσαEnglish
BPM127
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[Verse 1]
God is my copilot, we like to watch violence
Drunk at the steering wheel
While the purple pill antidepressants smile
Quick convalescence from a lost adolescence
I've become codependent, you seem awfully impressive
Dare I say, you're progressive, wanna come back to my place?
And I'll prove I'm a real miss hypocritical
Obsessed, drownin' in distress, probably drivin' a Prius
Hopefully no one will see us
[Verse 2]
Kill me, kill the sound
There's thoughts of subdividing, then it all falls down
I was born in December, a choice I wasn't allowed
Woke from a dream in a bed buried underground
[Verse 3]
Ooh, is this real?
Is this real?
Is this real?
[Verse 4]
I did too much yoga, had a psychotic moment
So I went to the MoMA just to be left alone
And I was sent to the doctor before I fled to India
In pursuit of the moment, wasn't that I figured
Grass is always greener, that can make you meaner
Even give you bulimia, and the bullies would tease you
That's 'cause they also suffer, everybody suffers
Put it on a T-shirt 'cause we both got amnesia
[Verse 5]
Kill me, kill the sound
There's thoughts of subdividing, then it all falls down
I was born in December, a choice I wasn't allowed
Woke from a dream in a bed buried underground
[Verse 6]
I'm wakin' up the night
'Cause you're cold and lean
Through the thin formaldehyde
Waitin' patiently
And drift till they're out of control
In a distant dream
Where you're killin' me
[Verse 7]
Kill me, kill the sound
There's thoughts of subdividing, then it all falls down
I was born in December, a choice I wasn't allowed
Woke from a dream in a bed buried underground
(Woke from a dream in a bed buried underground)
Woke from a dream in a bed buried underground
(Woke from a dream in a bed buried underground)
Woke from a dream in a bed buried underground
Written by: Adam Crisp, Oscar Pollock
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