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Cool Kids
03:31
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i'm buried alive again
six feet deep beneath the bed
wrapped in sheets and stained in red
tomorrow night we'll play this game again
alone alone alone i'll stay
drowning in the choices made
keep the wolves and ghosts at bay
content i sit... bound and gagged i'll wait
i already miss your taste
the cool kids did their cool kids shit
while all along we're never missed
i still feel you beneath my skin
within the bruises from your goodnight kiss
not too old but not too young
we sure know how to kill the fun
with voices like loaded guns
pick the threads... a threat to come undone
i still miss your taste
blow out the sun
with a life like quicksand
the act of dying slowly has only just begun
as we pull the threads... a threat to come undone
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2. |
P.S. I'm Dead
03:27
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you stop my heart from taking its beat
you're taking my breath... you stole it away from me
if i can't breath then how can i say
"you're the cutest little thief i know... so... steal away"
you're making me crazy for your cheap thrills
you got me addicted... you're my cure... my pills
if you're cool for conning me for my love... then i have to say
"you're a damn cute con artist... so... steal away"
you little thorn in my side
you little devil in knee highs
you make me wanna die
'cause you're all o's & x's, secrets, sex, blonde tangles and white lies
you're killing me slowly with every glance
you got me choking i'm sinking... i'm living like a drowning man
if you're taking my life i have one thing to say
"you're the cutest little killer i know... so... kill away"
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Blankets and Blonde Hair
03:06
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tonight's the night i'm hoping to
get tangled up inside of you
in blankets and blonde hair
and awkwardly long stares
you never know, i might just be
the boy you always hoped to meet
so lovingly absurd
and hanging on your every word
you make it hard to breathe
you're gonna be the death of me
can't you see
i barely even know you and you're already killing me
you're gonna be the death of me
you're making it so hard to breathe
with eyes so wide
how could you expect me not to fall into them?
you're ripping me apart from the inside
you're under my skin
crushing my heart
i can't get you out of my head
you better damn well believe
i've been watching you while you're watching me
you're my favorite bad habit
and i'm hell of a guy to try and quit
some would feel its safe to say
we should probably give in anyway
'cause i'm not going anywhere
and you're crazy for me so why should you care?
and you say that the chase is the best part
but baby you don't know what you've been missing til you get caught
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4. |
This is Goodbye
03:04
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smearing your lipstick
this is goodbye
mascara running
this is goodbye
kiss me like its the first time
this is goodbye
you were the worst thing to happen to me
this is goodbye
a couple pills... pop 'em in my drink
this is goodbye
i got a hole in your bedroom floor
this is goodbye
i'm gonna climb in and go to sleep
this is goobye
i can't wait to forget how to breathe
so take your kisses and teenage bullshit
and that poster child grin
for youth and sin
say goodbye
i hope you choke and die
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