Please please please No еще melodies They lack impact, they're petty They've been made up already Please please please No еще maladies I'm so tired of crying You'd think I was a siren But me and everybody's on the sad same team And Ты can hear our sad brain screaming
Give us something familiar Something similar To what we know already That will keep us steady Steady Steady going nowhere
Those boon times went bust My feet of clay, they dried to dust The red isn't the red we painted Its just rust And the signature thing That used to bring a following I have trouble now Even remembering
So why did I Kiss him so hard Late last Friday night And keep on letting him change all my plans I'm either so sick in the head I need to be bled dry, to quit или I just really used to Любовь him I sure hope thats it
Fiona, just joined your club. Recently unlocked the meaning of your songs, and have begun to worship you. Sorry if that's weird lol, but you've probably heard it before. Much love!
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