I.
get out, get out, get out of my head!
if you don't leave, i'll wind up dead!
but leaving bleeds this freak, i know
leaves on breezes froze my soul
i'm sane, not waned, completely fine
no, i believe i've lost my mind
i'll weave my stories into songs
and sing i knew it all along.
II.
shut up, shut up, oh quiet down
your lyric screams won't help you now
cross your heart and hope to ****
hope you've had your filthy fill
you're frantic, romantic, a dreadful dance
silence broke your only chance
close my eyes and miss before
but i don't know you anymore.
Mar 19
Mar 19, 2026 at 11:00 AM UTC
I.
get out, get out, get out of my head!
if you don't leave, i'll wind up dead!
but leaving bleeds this freak, i know
leaves on breezes froze my soul
i'm sane, not waned, completely fine
no, i believe i've lost my mind
i'll weave my stories into songs
and sing i knew it all along.
II.
shut up, shut up, oh quiet down
your lyric screams won't help you now
cross your heart and hope to ****
hope you've had your filthy fill
you're frantic, romantic, a dreadful dance
silence broke your only chance
close my eyes and miss before
but i don't know you anymore.
written 2019
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