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(album: Pajamas - 2018)


I've been thinking about you lately
My brain is so far away, dreaming
My head is a long way from thinking
Washing out the bitter taste, I better drink it
And I hate you, I don't mean it
On my mind should be money but it's her though
New man, she won't see it fucking hurts though
New girl, I'm still thinking about the last one
Now I'm backed up
Guess I passed out

Wishing I was safe, but I just wish I was alone right now
I cannot contain the words they form and fall right out my mouth
Skate away the pain to wish it back on me another day
I can feel the darkness taking over me
I'm numb
Feel nothing
My lost
I'm running
Around
Please touch me
You're safe
I'm nothing
Why are these the only times I'll ever feel alive
When you were drinking, screaming that you wish I'd fucking die
It hurts enough to think that you could me feel alright
Now it's only right to say our first goodbye

I've been thinking about you lately
My brain is so far away, dreaming
My head is a long way from thinking
Washing out the bitter taste, I better drink it
And I hate you, I don't mean it
On my mind should be money but it's her though
New man, she won't see it fucking hurts though
New girl, I'm still thinking about the last one
Now I'm backed up
Guess I passed out

I want all the smoke
Nah, no heat I was talking about the dope
I don't want to breathe, I'll surround me until I choke
I don't want to breathe, autograph a Death Note
I've been hiding from my own
Self and I'm a little selfish everybody knows
Helping out myself to every problem I can throw
Hurt the things around me it's no ones fault but my own
My own
Don't want love
Don't want friends
I just want clothes and money
Convince myself
I don't
Need it so I won't want it
I've been so
She's been all
Why make this complicated
She's so right
I'm so wrong
Assumed that we would make it

I've been thinking about you lately
My brain is so far away, dreaming
My head is a long way from thinking
Washing out the bitter taste, I better drink it
And I hate you, I don't mean it
On my mind should be money but it's her though
New man, she won't see it fucking hurts though
New girl, I'm still thinking about the last one
Now I'm backed up
Guess I passed out

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