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And if you don't wanna stay round bleak energy Seldomly your forced to face you're real enemies Everything is not okay and it's never gonna be Scarily you'll probably never ever ever gonna breath Tell us how you love to steal Tell us how you really feel I don't feel much of me This man behind the mirror cares too much about money So which pill should I take? I stole and took them both in fear that I'd be making a mistake Always to blame Frown on my face Running in place I messed up, can we do another take? Asking the director for directions Looking up and there's nobody here that I can question Or at least he doesn't answer You can come find me in a rut throwing tantrums This is switchblade versus handgun Come and watch me miss every single fucking shot - and one Not a ghost, just a human under sheets With a few holes poked through just so I can breathe Other than that you catch me being bleak Tie a couple rocks around my ankles - come and help me sink I feel numb, dumb, young, full of completely five strong pounds of rum I feel stun, strung over a dung, I'm in a funk I feel stunk, like if life fucked a skunk, fuck I'm dunk Or have I spun, someone stand me up I'm on my mom's lawn, and it's dawn, or is it dusk? My phones at the pawn, conned, lobbed and Musked Ellon, damn, or is it Ellen? Misfit braved it, through an intersection Missed his exit, out gripped his action and Shitty presents, and fixed arrangements Of forced arrangements, and hits his precious Christmas presents, yo my dude Misfit blessed it And if you don't wanna stay round bleak energy Seldomly your forced to face you're real enemies Everything is not okay and it's never gonna be Scarily you'll probably never ever ever gonna breath Tell us how you love to steal Tell us how you really feel
Writer(s): Santiago Parra Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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