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100 gecs

hand crushed by a mallet (nothankyou Remix)

 

hand crushed by a mallet (nothankyou Remix)

(album: 1000 gecs and The Tree of Clues - 2020)


[Dylan Brady:]
I was trying to find a way to kill time
I didn't even get to tell you goodbye
I was trying to find a way to kill time
Now you're gone and I can't
Ever say goodbye
This feeling's going to my head
I'm thinking things I shouldn't say
You circled me inside my room
I couldn't go another day
This feeling's going to my head
I'm thinking things I shouldn't say
You circled me inside my room
I couldn't go, go, go, go

Oh my God, what the fuck?
Take my hand, crush it up
Spill the blood on the floor
I ain't scared, think there's more
What the fuck? Make it stop
Took too long, here right now
On the floor, in the car
Smoking cigs in the bar
I don't want you to think
I got bad intentions
Never wanted you inside
You made it your mission, yeah
Didn't wanna hurt no one
But you just went and made it fun, fun, fun, fun

[Laura Les:]
I hear you're looking for a way to fight the Corpus bride
She's working in my mind
And you're looking for a way to crush
It's not enough
You fucked up your last try (last try)
We were in the studio
I was just playing
You were all work and
I was all play and
You were talking business
Aiming with your weapon
I was on your hit list
I felt the compression

I'll never go
I'll haunt your studio
You won't think of words
When you write at all
You'll just hear me singing this song
You'll think that's okay
You'll just sing along
You just copy everything we do
If I wasn't me, I'd copy me too
You just copy everything we do
If I wasn't me, I'd copy me too

done

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