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Standing on the ledge, I'm peeking out when I wanna jump down
Somebody shot me from the
The ground (ground), the ground (ground)
Suckin' on a lemon, will I ever get to Heaven?
Will they ever let me in, if I
I drown (drown), I drown (drown)
I'm biting off my fingertips
It's never enough
I don't know what to make of this, so I'll lock it up
Yeah, woo, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm runnin' through the graveyard
They never save a place for me, yeah
Now, do ya?
I saw today's salt again
Seepin' on the wound that fresh (fresh)
It's far out when you lose your head
So soft it's sick
It's fucking up your complex (sick, sick)
I'm biting off my fingertips
It's never enough
I don't know what to make of this
So I'll run into the hills to get away
Bad luck, still I can't help it, but love the taste now
I'm runnin' through the graveyard
They never save a place for me, yeah
Now, do ya?
I'm staring at a ledge
I'm peeking down
And I wanna jump down
Somebody shot me from the
The ground, the ground
Suckin' on a lemon, will I ever get to Heaven?
Will they ever let me if I
Run into the hills to get away
Bad luck, still I can't help it, love the taste now
I'm runnin' through the graveyard
They never save a place for me, yeah
Now, do ya?
Yeah, woo!
Writer(s): Matthew James Malpass, Olivia Marisco, Tyler Garcia Posey
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