Telepathic Judas ~ Christian Science Lyrics
cigarette song
And I've been smoking cigarettes
Cause I've romanticized death
And she says that she likes it rough
So while we're laying in bed
Go ahead and shoot me in the back of the head
Cause I'd like that better than this pack of Marlboro Reds
And I'd like that better than this pack of Newports, just so you know
You're my kind of girl, yeah, you are my kind of girl
And you should see the emptiness
I see in her eyes
When she tells me
She wants to die
But I need her to stay alive
Cause I can't do this on my own
Cause I'd like that better than this pack of Marlboro Reds
And I'd like that better than this pack of Newports, just so you know
You're my kind of girl, yeah, you are my kind of girl
And I'd like that better than this pack of Marlboro Reds
And I can't get you out of my head, just so you know
If you ever wish you were dead, just come on over
And fall asleep in my bed, till you feel better
mario speedruns
I've been writing songs
About writing songs
And I've been writing letters
About getting better
About where I am
And just where we stand
And would he be pissed
If we just kissed
Cause you know it's just platonic
And I've been wondering how long it'll take
For you admit you faked those feelings you felt that day
Cause we both know they were bullsh*t
And you can lie through your teeth
And they'll believe every word you speak
But as for me, I haven't built myself up
And as for me, I just don't give a f*ck
I guess I'm out of luck
Cause I've got no one to trust
No one to trust
And I've been trying to find something to do
To get my mind the hell off of you
And I burned those letters that you wrote
Cause they leave a sour taste in my throat
Was everything you ever said just one big f*cking joke
So you can lie through your teeth
And they'll believe every word you speak
But as for me, I haven't built myself up
And as for me, I just don't give a f*ck
I guess I'm out of luck
Cause I've got no one to trust
No one to trust
So burn every bridge you ever built
It should take that much skill
When snakes like you know just what to do
[2,3,4]
And you were my best friend Dill
But now I got my car and I got my guitar
And I've gone so far without you
without you
fishtank
You told me
We're done
We're through
You don't want anything
To do with me
You'd rather be
Lonely again
But all I can think of
Is what Ryan always said
It's better to have loved and lost
Than never loved at all
But I'd still give
Anything to hear your voice
Coming down the hall
At the restaurant
Where we met
Where we fell apart
And there's a bed
Where we used to lay
And there's a memory
That haunts me everyday
But I'd give anything to hear your voice again
And all I can think of is all the things
You never even said
Everytime that you critize yourself
You worsen your already worsen mental health
And every cigarette is mediorce at best
When she's not beside you in your room
And you don't want to do
Cause I'm still trying to forget
Cause I hate you