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Snickers Or Reese's (Pick Up The Pieces)

 

Snickers Or Reese's (Pick Up The Pieces)

(альбом: Domesplitter - 2011)


I'm looking out for falling knives and bricks
Because I heard you've got a bone to pick with me
Now I can't sleep cause I'm worried sick

That I'll wake up with an ice pick in my brain
Keeping the door locked might keep you away,
But I dunno how it's gonna keep me sane,
When I have pills just to make it to the end of the day

And so my bed's got a handgun underneath,
I've got a suicide pill in between my teeth,
I've got a six-inch blade for my own relief
But I've got nothing but your letters in the mail to keep
Me up at night planning how I'll get out alive
If you decide that's enough, and now it's time I die
If you break in tonight, this is what I'll cry:
2, 3, 4, no no oh don't break down the door

So why can't we pick up the pieces?
Why can't just everybody make up?
Take a break 'til the tension decreases,
Just practice, treat it like a break up?
And why can't we smooth out the creases?
I don't wanna go to bed and never wake up, no

I'm looking out for pieces of your mind
You feed to me when you feel like wasting time
Not that they work how you want, like cyanide,
Strychnine, mustard gas, or any poison in kind,
Because I keep every bottle I've got underneath
My kitchen sink full to the brim of the antidote, see
Take a chill pill, take a single second to breathe,
And you might see it's not worth taking a hatchet to me

So why can't we pick up the pieces?
Why can't just everybody make up?
Take a break til the tension decreases,
Just practice, treat it like a break up?
And why can't we smooth out the creases?
I don't wanna go to bed and never wake up, no

You gotta find some way to cut this out
Cause I don't wanna hear it, never again, not now
My heart beats harder when you're around
And it's not a matter of "holier-than-thou"
Well it's a fact your temper ceases
When you enact blood sugar increases,
And it ain't helping you to hear these speeches,
So maybe all you need are Snickers or Reese's
Fuck

Why can't we pick up the pieces?
Why can't just everybody make up?
Take a break til the tension decreases,
Just practice, treat it like a break up?
And why can't we smooth out the creases?
I don't wanna go to bed and never wake up, no

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