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Lotta troubled souls abandoned by the ones they’d hold close/
Take a minute to examine how deep that rabbit hole goes/
Drink till the end of the bottle, sobbing in a puddle of self pity/
Drowning in it, admit it, what was offered wasn’t very pristine/
Take another bump of the good stuff to battle off the anxiety/
You're so, delusional, what chu say is so construed/
This illusion you wrote, is deadly when consumed/
How quick a friend may turn to a regret or loose end/
Is beyond me, it’s daunting, people are an off breed/
Hey, what did you say, when you met me/
What did you mean, for those words to bring/
Why did you wish, to turn away/
Am I that scary, huh, am I really that scary/
Gets a little heavy having to carry the pack/
Dropping the bags, if you wanted to be here/
You would be, that’s a fact/
I ain’t bouta drag no extra weight/
Nor lose no sleep over someone who use to be/
Someone who probably used me/
You’re nothing but confusing/
I got plenty to contemplate up in my headspace/
You make these thoughts turn foggy/
You’re, problem causing, I’ve been/
Problem solving, cutting out the contradictions in my life/
Like, knife to the ties, I ain’t, wasting no more time/
You probably just trying, to get by/
And now I’m, passing you by like/
Waving goodbye, YUH, I’m waving goodbye/
Hey, what did you say, when you met me/
Well did you mean, to be promising/
When you went, and turned away/
Am I that scary, huh, am I really that scary/
Am I really that scary
Am I really that scary, scary
Am I really that scary
Am I really that scary
Actin like I haunt your shadow/
You turned twisted heart so shallow/
Take the hint yeah, hit the gavel/
Caught a case, case gets closed/
Pack your bags yeah hit the road/
Hitch hike home, that’s all you know/
Done driving you to and fro/
I’ll bury you like the others before/
Actin like I haunt your shadow/
You turned twisted heart so shallow/
Take the hint yeah, hit the gavel/
Caught a case, case gets closed/
Pack your bags yeah hit the road/
Hitch hike home, that’s all you know/
Done driving you to and fro/
I’ll bury a friend where they dug the hole/
I'll bury a friend where they dug the hole/
Bury a friend where they dug the hole/
I'll bury a friend where they dug the hole/
Bury a friend where they dug the hole/
I'll bury a friend where they dug the hole/
Bury a friend where they dug the hole/
I'll bury a friend where they dug the hole/
- Genre
- Alternative Rock