Letra

I want a text in the morning Maybe even someone call Waking up to nothing from you has got me feeling all withdrawn But it's alright, when I'm on that feed I like Your mirror and your bedroom light Maybe I could fall asleep in your bed not mine Tell me you've got something left I really need to take some more I really need to take some more We're all dying but your body wants to rush it Keep on biting stone Send me a picture when you get home Kiss you when you're coming up Everybody die in the club Keep on biting stone Send me a picture when you get home Kiss you when you're coming up Everybody die in the club I wasn't made like a masterpiece Maybe we're not failing hey Anyone can do what they like with their muscles Cheat day Twenty cars brighter than the evening stars Messing with our astral charts Either you're the lighter Or I guess you're the dart Tell me you've got something left I really need to take some more I really need to take some more We're all dying but your body wants to rush it Tell me you've got something left I've been living on these kinda temporary hazes And I'm almost there Keep on biting stone Send me a picture when you get home Kiss you when you're coming up Everybody die in the club Keep on biting stone Send me a picture when you get home Kiss you when you're coming up Everybody die in the club
Writer(s): Russell Fitzgibbon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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