april 1st

I finally got a ride
I’m coming home tonight
I know you wanna see me soon but something’s in your eyes
And I don’t think it’s right
He shouldn’t be on your line
I don’t know why I try with all these lies
I’m wasting time

Oh no!
She’s dead!
No one to call with her brains on the floor
Rest in pieces
You can find bits of her skin in my drawer
Oh it’s such a shame
Don’t think I remember your face
Feels like you’re always in my way
So I think Imma kill you today

My wings grow back tonight
And I’ll learn how to fly
And maybe then I’ll leave this town and I can feel alright
Nothing to do today
Nothing to do tonight
I don’t know why I try with all your cries, It’s wasting time

Oh no!
She’s dead!
No one to call with her brains on the floor
Rest in pieces
You can find bits of her skin in my drawer
Oh it’s such a shame
Don’t think I remember your face
Feels like you’re always in my way
So I think Imma kill you today